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SCENE IV. A room in DOCTOR CAIUS's house.


Quick. 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 God's patience and the king's English.

Rug. I'll go watch.

Quick. 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 10 fellow, as ever servant 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?

Sim. Ay, for fault of a better.

Quick. And Master Slender's your master?
Sim. Ay, forsooth.

Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, like a glover's paring-knife?

Sim. No, forsooth: he hath but a little wee face, with a little yellow beard, a Cain-coloured beard.

Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not?

Sim. Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall a man of

5. old, extraordinary.

8. posset, a hot drink taken before going to bed.

12. breed - bate, quarrel-provoker.

14. peevish, foolish.


23. Cain coloured beard; both Cain and Judas appeared with yellow and red beards in tapestry and pictures.

26. as tall a man of his hands, as effective in fight.

his hands as any is between this and his head; he hath fought with a warrener.

Quick. How say you? O, I should remember him does he not hold up his head, as it were, 30 and strut in his gait?


Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.

Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse fortune! Tell Master Parson Evans I will do what I can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I wish

Re-enter RUGBY.

Rug. Out, alas! here comes my master.
Quick. We shall all be shent.

Run in here,

good young man; go into this closet: he will not stay long. [Shuts Simple in the closet.] What, 40 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, etc.


Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like des toys. Pray you, 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.

Quick. Ay, forsooth; I'll fetch it you. [Aside] I am glad he went not in himself: if he had 50 found the young man, he would have been hornmad.

Caius. Fe, fe, fe, fe! ma foi, il fait fort chaud. Je m'en vais a la cour-la grande affaire.

Quick. Is it this, sir?

Caius. Oui; mette le au mon pocket: depeche, quickly. Vere is dat knave Rugby?

Quick. What, John Rugby! John!
Rug. Here, sir!

Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are 60 Jack Rugby. Come, take-a your rapier, and come after my heel to the court.

Rug. 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch.

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.

Quick. Ay me, he'll find the young man there, and be mad!

Caius. O diable, diable! vat is in my closet? 70 Villain larron! [Pulling Simple out.] my rapier!

Quick. Good master, be content.

Caius. Wherefore shall I be content-a?


Quick. The young man is an honest man. Caius. What shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet.

Quick. I beseech you, be not so phlegmatic.

Hear the truth of it: he came of an errand to me 80 from Parson Hugh.

Caius. Vell.

Sim. Ay, forsooth; to desire her to

Quick. Peace, I pray you.

Caius. Peace - a your tongue.


Speak - a your

Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page for my master in the way of marriage.

Quick. This is all, indeed, la! but I'll ne'er go put my finger in the fire, and need not.

79. phlegmatic for choleric. choleric. Mrs. Quickly conSimilarly, melancholy (1. 96) for

founds the 'huniours.'

Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you? Rugby, baille me some paper. Tarry you a little-a while. [Writes. Quick. [Aside to Simple] I am glad he is so quiet if he had been throughly moved, you should have heard him 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, scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds, and do all myself,

Sim. [Aside to Quickly] 'Tis a great charge to come under one body's hand.


Quick. [Aside to Simple] Are you avised o' that? you shall find it a great charge: and to be up early and down late; but notwithstanding,to tell you in your ear; I would have no words of it, my master himself is in love with Mistress 110 Anne Page but notwithstanding that, I know Anne's mind,—that's neither here nor there.


Caius. You jack'nape, give-a this letter to Sir Hugh; by gar, it is a shallenge: I will cut his troat in de park; and I will teach a scurvy jack-anape 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 at his dog. [Exit Simple.

Quick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend.

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 host of de Jarteer to measure our weapon. By gar, I will myself have Anne Page.

108. down, in bed.


Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be well. We must give folks leave to prate : what, the good-jer!

Caius. Rugby, come to the court with me. 130 By gar, if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn your head out of my door. Follow my heels, Rugby. [Exeunt Caius and Rugby.

Quick. 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 than I do with her, I thank heaven.

Fent. [Within] Who's within there? ho!

Quick. Who's there, I trow! Come near the 140 house, I pray you.


Fent. How now, good woman! how dost thou?

Quick. The better that it pleases your good worship to ask.

Fent. What news? how does pretty Mistress Anne?

Quick. 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 150 for it.

Fent. Shall I do any good, thinkest thou? shall I not lose my suit?

Quick. Troth, sir, all is in his hands above: but notwithstanding, Master Fenton, I'll be sworn. on a book, she loves you.

a wart above your eye?

Have not your worship

Fent. Yes, marry, have I; what of that?

129. good-jer, a corrupt form of French goujère, a disease; used as a mild oath.

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