Excerpt: ...Page. Not by my consent I promise you. The Gentleman is of no hauing, hee kept companie with the wilde Prince, and Pointz: he is of too high a Region, he knows too much: no, hee shall not knit a knot in his fortunes, with the finger of my substance: if he take her, let him take her simply: the wealth I haue waits on my consent, and my consent goes not that way Ford. I beseech you heartily, some of you goe home with me to dinner: besides your cheere you shall haue sport, I will shew you a monster: Mr Doctor, you shal go, so shall you Mr Page, and you Sir Hugh Shal. Well, fare you well: We shall haue the freer woing at Mr Pages Cai. Go home Iohn Rugby, I come anon Host. Farewell my hearts, I will to my honest Knight Falstaffe, and drinke Canarie with him Ford. I thinke I shall drinke in Pipe-wine first with him, Ile make him dance. Will you go Gentles? All. Haue with you, to see this Monster. Scena Tertia. Enter M.Ford, M.Page, Seruants, Robin, Falstaffe, Ford, Page, Caius, Euans. Mist.Ford. What Iohn, what Robert M.Page. Quickly, quickly: Is the Buck-basket - Mis.Ford. I warrant. What Robin I say Mis.Page. Come, come, come Mist.Ford. Heere, set it downe M.Pag. Giue your men the charge, we must be briefe M.Ford. Marrie, as I told you before (Iohn & Robert) be ready here hard-by in the Brew-house, & when I sodainly call you, come forth, and (without any pause, or staggering) take this basket on your shoulders: y done, trudge with it in all hast, and carry it among the Whitsters in Dotchet Mead, and there empty it in the muddie ditch, close by the Thames side M.Page. You will do it? M.Ford. I ha told them ouer and ouer, they lacke no direction. Be gone, and come when you are call'd M.Page. Here comes little Robin Mist.Ford. How now my Eyas-Musket, what newes with you? Rob. My Master. Sir Iohn is come in at your backe doore (Mistris. Ford, and requests your company M.Page. You litle Iack-a-lent,...
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