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Scene III] Merry Wives of Windsor 83
Mrs. Ford, Nay, I must tell you, so you do ; or
else I could not be in that mind.
Robin. \Within\ Mistress Ford, Mistress Ford I
here 's Mistress Page at the door, sweating and blow-
ing and looking wildly, and would needs speak with
you presently. 90
Fahtaff. She shall not see me ; I will ensconce me
behind the arras.
Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so ; she 's a very tattling
woman. — \_Falsiaff hides hi??tself.
Re-enter Mistress Page and Robin
What 's the matter ? how now !
Mrs. Page. O Mistress Ford, what have you done?
You 're shamed, you 're overthrown, you 're undone
for ever !
Mrs. Ford. What 's the matter, good Mistress Page ?
Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, Mistress Ford ! having
an honest man to your husband, to give him such
cause of suspicion ! 102
Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion ?
Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion ! — Out upon
you 1 how am I mistook in you !
Mrs. Ford. Why, alas, what 's the matter ?
Mrs. Page. Your husband 's coming hither, woman,
with all the officers in Windsor, to search for a gentle-
man that he says is here now in the house by your
consent, to take an ill advantage of his absence.
You are undone. m
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