| ACT I SCENE IV | A room in DOCTOR CAIUS' house. | |
| | Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and RUGBY | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | What, John Rugby! I pray thee, go to the casement, | |
| | and see if you can see my master, Master Doctor | |
| | Caius, coming. If he do, i' faith, and find any | |
| | body in the house, here will be an old abusing of | 5 |
| | God's patience and the king's English. | |
| RUGBY | I'll go watch. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Go; and we'll have a posset for't soon at night, in | |
| | faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. | |
| | Exit RUGBY | |
| | An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant | 10 |
| | shall come in house withal, and, I warrant you, no | |
| | tell-tale nor no breed-bate: his worst fault is, | |
| | that he is given to prayer; he is something peevish | |
| | that way: but nobody but has his fault; but let | |
| | that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is? | 15 |
| SIMPLE | Ay, for fault of a better. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | And Master Slender's your master? | |
| SIMPLE | Ay, forsooth. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Does he not wear a great round beard, like a | |
| | glover's paring-knife? | 20 |
| SIMPLE | No, forsooth: he hath but a little wee face, with a | |
| | little yellow beard, a Cain-coloured beard. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | A softly-sprighted man, is he not? | |
| SIMPLE | Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall a man of his hands | |
| | as any is between this and his head; he hath fought | 25 |
| | with a warrener. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | How say you? O, I should remember him: does he not | |
| | hold up his head, as it were, and strut in his gait? | |
| SIMPLE | Yes, indeed, does he. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse fortune! Tell | 30 |
| | Master Parson Evans I will do what I can for your | |
| | master: Anne is a good girl, and I wish-- | |
| | Re-enter RUGBY | |
| RUGBY | Out, alas! here comes my master. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | We shall all be shent. Run in here, good young man; | |
| | go into this closet: he will not stay long. | 35 |
| | Shuts SIMPLE in the closet | |
| | What, John Rugby! John! what, John, I say! | |
| | Go, John, go inquire for my master; I doubt | |
| | he be not well, that he comes not home. | |
| | Singing | |
| | And down, down, adown-a, &c. | |
| | Enter DOCTOR CAIUS | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Vat is you sing? I do not like des toys. Pray you, | 40 |
| | go and vetch me in my closet un boitier vert, a box, | |
| | a green-a box: do intend vat I speak? a green-a box. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Ay, forsooth; I'll fetch it you. | |
| | Aside | |
| | I am glad he went not in himself: if he had found | |
| | the young man, he would have been horn-mad. | 45 |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Fe, fe, fe, fe! ma foi, il fait fort chaud. Je | |
| | m'en vais a la cour--la grande affaire. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Is it this, sir? | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Oui; mette le au mon pocket: depeche, quickly. Vere | |
| | is dat knave Rugby? | 50 |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | What, John Rugby! John! | |
| RUGBY | Here, sir! | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | You are John Rugby, and you are Jack Rugby. Come, | |
| | take-a your rapier, and come after my heel to the court. | |
| RUGBY | 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch. | 55 |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | By my trot, I tarry too long. Od's me! | |
| | Qu'ai-j'oublie! dere is some simples in my closet, | |
| | dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave behind. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Ay me, he'll find the young man here, and be mad! | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | O diable, diable! vat is in my closet? Villain! larron! | 60 |
| | Pulling SIMPLE out | |
| | Rugby, my rapier! | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Good master, be content. | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Wherefore shall I be content-a? | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | The young man is an honest man. | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | What shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is | 65 |
| | no honest man dat shall come in my closet. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | I beseech you, be not so phlegmatic. Hear the truth | |
| | of it: he came of an errand to me from Parson Hugh. | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Vell. | |
| SIMPLE | Ay, forsooth; to desire her to-- | 70 |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Peace, I pray you. | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Peace-a your tongue. Speak-a your tale. | |
| SIMPLE | To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to | |
| | speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page for my | |
| | master in the way of marriage. | 75 |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | This is all, indeed, la! but I'll ne'er put my | |
| | finger in the fire, and need not. | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Sir Hugh send-a you? Rugby, baille me some paper. | |
| | Tarry you a little-a while. | |
| | Writes | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Aside to SIMPLE | |
| | had been thoroughly moved, you should have heard him | 80 |
| | so loud and so melancholy. But notwithstanding, | |
| | man, I'll do you your master what good I can: and | |
| | the very yea and the no is, the French doctor, my | |
| | master,--I may call him my master, look you, for I | |
| | keep his house; and I wash, wring, brew, bake, | 85 |
| | scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds and do | |
| | all myself,-- | |
| SIMPLE | Aside to MISTRESS QUICKLY | |
| | come under one body's hand. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Aside to SIMPLE | |
| | shall find it a great charge: and to be up early | |
| | and down late; but notwithstanding,--to tell you in | 90 |
| | your ear; I would have no words of it,--my master | |
| | himself is in love with Mistress Anne Page: but | |
| | notwithstanding that, I know Anne's mind,--that's | |
| | neither here nor there. | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | You jack'nape, give-a this letter to Sir Hugh; by | 95 |
| | gar, it is a shallenge: I will cut his troat in dee | |
| | park; and I will teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest | |
| | to meddle or make. You may be gone; it is not good | |
| | you tarry here. By gar, I will cut all his two | |
| | stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to throw | 100 |
| | at his dog: | |
| | Exit SIMPLE | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Alas, he speaks but for his friend. | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | It is no matter-a ver dat: do not you tell-a me | |
| | dat I shall have Anne Page for myself? By gar, I | |
| | vill kill de Jack priest; and I have appointed mine | 105 |
| | host of de Jarteer to measure our weapon. By gar, I | |
| | will myself have Anne Page. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be well. We | |
| | must give folks leave to prate: what, the good-jer! | |
| DOCTOR CAIUS | Rugby, come to the court with me. By gar, if I have | 110 |
| | not Anne Page, I shall turn your head out of my | |
| | door. Follow my heels, Rugby. | |
| | Exeunt DOCTOR CAIUS and RUGBY | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | You shall have An fool's-head of your own. No, I | |
| | know Anne's mind for that: never a woman in Windsor | |
| | knows more of Anne's mind than I do; nor can do more | 115 |
| | than I do with her, I thank heaven. | |
| FENTON | Within | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Who's there, I trow! Come near the house, I pray you. | |
| | Enter FENTON | |
| FENTON | How now, good woman? how dost thou? | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | The better that it pleases your good worship to ask. | |
| FENTON | What news? how does pretty Mistress Anne? | 120 |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | In truth, sir, and she is pretty, and honest, and | |
| | gentle; and one that is your friend, I can tell you | |
| | that by the way; I praise heaven for it. | |
| FENTON | Shall I do any good, thinkest thou? shall I not lose my suit? | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Troth, sir, all is in his hands above: but | 125 |
| | notwithstanding, Master Fenton, I'll be sworn on a | |
| | book, she loves you. Have not your worship a wart | |
| | above your eye? | |
| FENTON | Yes, marry, have I; what of that? | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Well, thereby hangs a tale: good faith, it is such | 130 |
| | another Nan; but, I detest, an honest maid as ever | |
| | broke bread: we had an hour's talk of that wart. I | |
| | shall never laugh but in that maid's company! But | |
| | indeed she is given too much to allicholy and | |
| | musing: but for you--well, go to. | 135 |
| FENTON | Well, I shall see her to-day. Hold, there's money | |
| | for thee; let me have thy voice in my behalf: if | |
| | thou seest her before me, commend me. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Will I? i'faith, that we will; and I will tell your | |
| | worship more of the wart the next time we have | 140 |
| | confidence; and of other wooers. | |
| FENTON | Well, farewell; I am in great haste now. | |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | Farewell to your worship. | |
| | Exit FENTON | |
| | Truly, an honest gentleman: but Anne loves him not; | |
| | for I know Anne's mind as well as another does. Out | 145 |
| | upon't! what have I forgot? | |
| | Exit | |