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Enter Justice Shallow, Slender, and Sir Hugh Evans.
Sir Hugh, persuade me not;. I will make a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire.
Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and
Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and Cust-alorum..
Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero. Shal. Ay, that we do; and have done
time these three hundred years.
Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have done’t; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may: they may give the dozen white luces in their coat.
Shal. It is an old coat.
Evans. The dozen white louses do become an old coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar beast to man, and signifies-love.
Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old
Slen. I may quarter, coz
Evans. Yes, py’r-lady; if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my simple conjectures: but that is all one: If sir John Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, I am of the church, and will be glad to do my benevolence, to make atonements and compromises between you.
Shal. The Council shall hear it; it is a riot.
Evans. It is not meet the Council hear a riot; there is no fear of Got in a riot: the Council, look you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a riot; take your vizaments in that.
Shal. Ha! o’my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it.
Evans. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it: and there is also another device in my prain, which, peradventure, prings goot discretions with it: There is Anne Page, which is daughter to master George Page, which is pretty virginity.
Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks small like a woman.
Evans. It is that fery person for all the 'orld, as just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, upon his death’s-bed, (Got deliver to a joyful resurrections!) give, when she is able to overtake seventeen years old: it were a goot motion, if we leave our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage between master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page.
Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound?
Evans. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts.
Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page: Is Falstaff there?
Evans. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as I do despise one that is false; or, as I despise one that is not true. The knight, sir John, is there; and, I beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will peat the door [knocks.] for master Page. What, hoa! Got pless your house here!
Page. Who's there?
Evans. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and justice Shallow: and here young master Slender; that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if matters grow to your likings.
Page. I am glad to see your worships well: I thank you for
my venison, master Shallow.
it your good heart! I wish'd your venison better; it was ill kill'd:—How doth good mistress Page?—and I love you always with my heart, la ; with my heart.
Page. Sir, I thank you.
Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard say, he was out-run on Cotsale. Page. It could not be judg’d, sir.
en. You'll not confess, you'll not confess.
Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; Can there be more said ? he is good, and fair.—Is sir John Falstaff here?
Page. Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a good office between you.
Evans. It is spoke as a christians ought to speak.
Shal. If it be confess’d, it is not redress’d; is not that so, master Page? He hath wrong'd me;-indeed, he hath :at a word, he hath ;- believe me;—Robert Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wrong'd.
Page. Here comes sir John.
Enter Sir John Falstaff, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol.
Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of me to the king?