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- 7 8 Merry Wives of Windsor [Act ill
mocked ; for it is as positive as the earth is firm that
Falstaff is there. I will go.
Enter Page, Shallow, Slender, Host, Sir Hugh
Evans, Caius, and Rugby
Shallow^ Page, etc. Well met, Master Ford.
Ford. Trust me, a good knot. I have good cheer
at home, and I pray you all go with me. 50
Shallow. I must excuse myself. Master Ford.
Slender. And so must I, sir ; we have appointed
to dine with Mistress Anne, and I would not break
with her for more money than I '11 speak of.
Shallow. We have lingered about a match between
Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day we
shall have our answer.
Slender, I hope I have your good will, father
Page.
Page. You have. Master Slender, I stand wholly
for you ; — but my wife, master doctor, is for you
altogether.
Caius. Ah, be-gar; and de maid is love-a me.
My nursh-a Quickly tell me so mush.
Host. What say you to young Master Fenton ? he
capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes
verses, he speaks holiday, he smells April and May.
He will carry 't, he will carry 't ; 't is in his buttons ;
he will carry 't.
Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. The
gentleman is of no having ; he kept company with
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