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- Scene vj Merry Wives of Windsor 117
Scene V. A Room in the Garter Inn
Enter Host and Simple
Host. What wouldst thou have, boor ? what, thick-
skin ? speak, breathe, discuss ; brief, short, quick,
snap.
Simple. Marry, sir, I come to speak with Sir John
Falstaff from Master Slender.
Host. There 's his chamber, his house, his castle,
his standing-bed and truckle-bed ; 't is painted about
with the story of the Prodigal, fresh and new. Go
knock and call ; he '11 speak like an Anthropopha- \^
ginian unto thee; knock, I say. 10
Simple, There 's an old woman, a fat woman,
gone up into his chamber. I '11 be so bold as stay,
sir, till she come down ; I come to speak with
her, indeed.
Host. Ha ! a fat woman ! the knight may be
robbed ; I '11 call. — Bully knight ! bully Sir John !
speak from thy lungs military ; art thou there ? it is
thine host, thine Ephesian, calls. j^-^S ^-*-^--' r^^''^"
Falstaff. \_Above'\ How now, mine host ! 19
Host. Here 's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the com-
ing down of thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully,
let her descend ; my chambers are honourable ; fie !
privacy ? fie 1 Enter Falstaff
Falstaff. There was, mine host, an old fat woman
even now with me, but she 's gone.
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