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- }cene liij Merry Wives of Windsor 69
Caius. By gar, den, I have as mush mock-vater as
fde Englishman. — Scurvy jack-dog priest ! by gar,
me vill cut his ears.
Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully.
Caius. Clapper-de-claw ! vat is dat ?
Host. That is, he will make thee amends.
Caius. By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw
le ; for, by gar, me vill have it.
Host. And I will provoke him to 't, or let him
^ag. n
Caius. Me tank you for dat.
Host. And, moreover, bully, — but first, master
juest, and Master Page, and eke Cavalero Slender,
\o you through the town to Frogmore. \Aside to them.
Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he ?
Host. He is there. See what humour he is in,
and I will bring the doctor about by the fields.
Will it do well?
Shallow. We will do it. 80
Page^ Shallow^ and Slender. Adieu, good master
.doctor. \_Exeunt Page, Shallow, and Slender.
I Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest, for he speak
for a jack-a-nape to Anne Page.
Host. Let him die. Sheathe thy impatience, throw
cold water on thy choler ; go about the fields with me
through Frogmore. I will bring thee where Mistress
Anne Page is, at a farm-house a-feasting, and thou
shalt woo her. Cried game ? said I well ? 89
Caius. By gar, me tank you for dat ; by gar, I love
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