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- 42 Merry Wives of Windsor [Act i
Caius. O diable, diable ! vat is in my closet ? —
Villain ! larron ! — [^Pu/ling Swiple out.'] Rugby, my
rapier !
Quickly. Good master, be content.
Caius. Wherefore shall I be content-a ? 70
^ Quickly. The young man is an honest man.
Caius. What shall de honest man do in my
closet? dere is no honest man dat shall come in
my closet.
Quickly. I beseech you, be not so phlegmatic.
Hear the truth of it ; he came of an errand to me
from Parson Hugh.
Caius. Veil.
Simple. Ay, forsooth ; to desire her to —
Quickly. Peace, I pray you. 80
Caius. Peace-a your tongue. — Speak-a your tale.
Simple. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your
maid, to speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page
for my master in the way of marriage.
Quickly. This is all, indeed, la ! but I '11 ne'er
put my finger in the fire, and need not.
Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you ? — Rugby, bailie me
some paper. — Tarry you a little-a while. [ Writes.
Quickly. \Aside to Simple] I am glad he is so
quiet ; if he had been throughly moved, you should
have heard him so loud and so melancholy. But not-
withstanding, man, I '11 do you your master what ^
good I can ; and the very yea and the no is, the I
French doctor, my master, — I may call him my '
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