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WILLIAM
Forsooth, I have forgot.
EVANS
It is qui, quæ, quod: if you forget your quies, your quæs, and your quods, you
must be preeches. Go your ways, and play; go. [70]
MISTRESS PAGE
He is a better scholar than I thought he was.
EVANS
He is a good sprag memory. Farewell, Mistress Page.
MISTRESS PAGE
Adieu, good Sir Hugh. [Exit Evans.] Get [75] you home, boy. Come, we stay
too long.
Exeunt.
Scene II IT
Enter Falstaff and Mistress Ford.
FALSTAFF
Mistress Ford, your sorrow hath eaten up my sufferance. I see you are
obsequious in your love, and I profess requital to a hair’s breadth, not only,
Mistress Ford, in the simple office of love, but in all the accoutrement,
complement, and ceremony of it. But are [5] you sure of your husband now?
MISTRESS FORD
He’s a-birding, sweet Sir John.
MISTRESS PAGE
[Within] What ho, gossip Ford! What ho!
MISTRESS FORD
Step into th’ chamber, Sir John.
