| ACT V SCENE I | A room in the Garter Inn. | |
| | Enter FALSTAFF and MISTRESS QUICKLY | |
| FALSTAFF | Prithee, no more prattling; go. I'll hold. This is | |
| | the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd | |
| | numbers. Away I go. They say there is divinity in | |
| | odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. Away! | 5 |
| MISTRESS QUICKLY | I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what I can to | |
| | get you a pair of horns. | |
| FALSTAFF | Away, I say; time wears: hold up your head, and mince. | |
| | Exit MISTRESS QUICKLY | |
| | Enter FORD | |
| | How now, Master Brook! Master Brook, the matter | |
| | will be known to-night, or never. Be you in the | 10 |
| | Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and you shall | |
| | see wonders. | |
| FORD | Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me | |
| | you had appointed? | |
| FALSTAFF | I went to her, Master Brook, as you see, like a poor | 15 |
| | old man: but I came from her, Master Brook, like a | |
| | poor old woman. That same knave Ford, her husband, | |
| | hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, | |
| | Master Brook, that ever governed frenzy. I will tell | |
| | you: he beat me grievously, in the shape of a | 20 |
| | woman; for in the shape of man, Master Brook, I fear | |
| | not Goliath with a weaver's beam; because I know | |
| | also life is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along | |
| | with me: I'll tell you all, Master Brook. Since I | |
| | plucked geese, played truant and whipped top, I knew | 25 |
| | not what 'twas to be beaten till lately. Follow | |
| | me: I'll tell you strange things of this knave | |
| | Ford, on whom to-night I will be revenged, and I | |
| | will deliver his wife into your hand. Follow. | |
| | Strange things in hand, Master Brook! Follow. | 30 |
| | Exeunt | |
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