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The Merry Wives of Windsor
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William Shakespeare
(15641616).
The Oxford Shakespeare.
1914.
The Merry Wives of Windsor
Act V. Scene III.
The Street in Windsor.
Enter
M
ISTRESS
P
AGE,
M
ISTRESS
F
ORD,
and
D
R.
C
AIUS.
Mrs. Page.
Master Doctor, my daughter is in green: when you see your time, take her by the hand, away with her to the deanery, and dispatch it quickly. Go before into the Park: we two must go together.
Caius.
I know vat I have to do. Adieu.
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Mrs. Page.
Fare you well, sir. [
Exit
C
AIUS.
] My husband will not rejoice so much at the abuse of Falstaff, as he will chafe at the doctors marrying my daughter: but tis no matter; better a little chiding than a great deal of heart break.
Mrs. Ford.
Where is Nan now and her troop of fairies, and the Welsh devil, Hugh?
Mrs. Page.
They are all couched in a pit hard by Hernes oak, with obscured lights; which, at the very instant of Falstaffs and our meeting, they will at once display to the night.
Mrs. Ford.
That cannot choose but amaze him.
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Mrs. Page.
If he be not amazed, he will be mocked; if he be amazed, he will every way be mocked.
Mrs. Ford.
Well betray him finely.
Mrs. Page.
Against such lewdsters and their lechery,
Those that betray them do no treachery.
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Mrs. Ford.
The hour draws on: to the oak, to the oak! [
Exeunt.
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