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- Scene II] Merry Wives of Windsor 55
Host, Here, boys, here, here ! shall we wag ? 226
Page. Have with you. — I had rather hear them
scold than fight. \_Exeunt Host, Shallow, and Page.
Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands
so firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off
my opinion so easily. She was in his company at
Page's house, and what they made there, I know not.
Well, I will look further into 't ; and I have a dis-
guise to sound Falstaff . If I find her honest, I lose
not my labour ; if she be otherwise, 't is labour well
bestowed. [Exit.
Scene II. A Room in the Garter Inn
Enter Falstaff and Pistol
»
Falstaff.
I will
not lend thee
a
penny.
•
Pistol.
Why,
then
the
world
's
mine
oyster,
Which
I
with
sword
will
open.
Falstaff. Not a penny. I have been content, sir,
yo\i should lay my countenance to pawn ; I have
grated upon my good friends for three reprieves for
you and your coach-fellow Nym, or else you had
looked through the grate, like a geminy of baboons.
I am damned in hell for swearing to gentlemen my
friends, you were good soldiers and tall fellows ;
and when Mistress Bridget lost the handle of her
fan, I took 't upon mine honour thou hadst it not. 12
Pistol. Didst not thou share ? hadst thou not fifteen
pence ?
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