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- 6o Merry Wives of Windsor [Act il
have a nay-word, that you may know one another's
mind, and the boy never need to understand any
thing, for 't is not good that children should know
any wickedness. Old folks, you know, have discre-
tion, as they say, and know the world. 130
Falstaff. Fare thee well; commend me to them
both. There 's my purse ; I am yet thy debtor. —
Boy, go along with this woman. — [^Exeunt Mistress
Quickly and Robin.'] This news distracts me I
Pistol. This punk is one of Cupid's carriers. —
Clap on more sails ; pursue, up with your fights I
Give fire ! she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all I
[Exit
Falstaff. Sayest thou so, old Jack ? go thy ways ;
I '11 make more of thy old body than I have done.
Will they yet look after thee ? Wilt thou, after the
expense of so much money, be now a gainer ? Good
body, I thank thee. Let them say 't is grossly done ;
so it be fairly done, no matter. 143
Enter Bardolph
Bardolph. Sir John, there 's one Master Brook be-
low would fain speak with you and be acquainted
with you, and hath sent your worship a morning's
draught of sack.
Falstaff. Brook is his name ?
Bardolph. Ay, sir.
Falstaff. Call him in. — {Exit Bardolph?^ Such
Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such liquor.
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