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Fie, fie, Master Ford, are you not ashamed? What spirit, what devil suggests
this imagination? I would not ha’ your distemper in this kind for the wealth of
Windsor Castle.

FORD
’Tis my fault, Master Page, I suffer for it. [200]

EVANS

You suffer for a pad conscience. Your wife is as honest a ’omans as I will
desires among five thousand, and five hundred too.

CAIUS
By gar, I see ’tis an honest woman.

FORD
Well, I promised you a dinner. Come, come, walk [205] in the Park. I pray
you pardon me; I will hereafter make known to you why I have done this.
Come, wife, come, Mistress Page, I pray you pardon me; pray heartly pardon

me.

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Let’s go in, gentlemen − [Aside.] but, trust me, we’ll [210] mock him. − I do
invite you to-morrow morning to my house to breakfast; after, we’ll a-birding
together − I have a fine hawk for the bush. Shall it be so?

FORD

Anything.

EVANS

If there is one, I shall make two in the company. [215]

CAIUS
If there be one or two, I shall make-a the turd.

FORD
Pray you go, Master Page.