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Eastcheap. A Street near the Boar's Head Tavern.
Enter HOSTESS of the tavern, and two officers, FANG, and SNARE.
SNARE lagging behind.
Quickly Master Fang, have you entered the action?
Fang It is entered.
Quickly Where's your yeoman? Is't a lusty yeoman? Will a' stand
to't?
Fang Sirrah - Where's Snare?
Quickly O Lord, ay, good Master Snare.
Snare Here, here.
Fang Snare, we must arrest Sir John Falstaff.
Quickly Yea, good Master Snare, I have entered him and all.
Snare It may chance cost some of us our lives, for he will stab.
Quickly Alas the day, take heed of him: he stabbed me in mine own
house, most beastly, in good faith. A' cares not what
mischief he does if his weapon be out: he will foin like
any devil; he will spare neither man, woman, nor child.
Fang If I can close with him, I care not for his thrust.
Quickly No, nor I neither; I'll be at your elbow.
Fang And I but fist him once, if a' come but within my vice -
Quickly I am undone by his going; I warrant you, he's an
infinitive thing upon my score. Good Master Fang, hold him
sure; good Master Snare, let him not 'scape. A' comes
continuantly to Pie Corner - saving your manhoods - to buy
a saddle, and he is indited to dinner to the Lubber's Head
in Lumbert Street to Master Smooth's the silkman. I pray
you, since my exion is entered, and my case so openly
known to the world, let him be brought in to his answer. A
hundred mark is a long one for a poor lone woman to bear;
and I have borne, and borne, and borne, and have been
fubbed off, and fubbed off, and fubbed off, from this day
to that day, that it is a shame to be thought on. There is
no honesty in such dealing, unless a woman should be made
an ass and a beast, to bear every knave's wrong.
Enter FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and the PAGE.
Yonder he comes, and that arrant malmsey-nose knave
Bardolph with him. Do your offices, do your offices,
Master Fang and Master Snare; do me, do me, do me your
offices.
Falstaff How now, whose mare's dead? What's the matter?
Fang I arrest you at the suit of Mistress Quickly.
Falstaff Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph! Cut me off the villain's
head. Throw the quean in the channel.
[BARDOLPH draws.
Quickly Throw me in the channel? I'll throw thee in the channel.
Wilt thou, wilt thou, thou bastardly rogue? Murder,
murder! Ah, thou honeysuckle villain, wilt thou kill God's
officers and the king's? Ah, thou honeyseed rogue! Thou
art a honeyseed, a man queller, and a woman queller.
Falstaff Keep them off, Bardolph!
Fang A rescue, a rescue!
Quickly Good people, bring a rescue or two. Thou wot, wot thou?
Thou wot, wot ta? Do, do, thou rogue! Do, thou hempseed!
Page Away, you scullion, you rampallian, you fustilarian! I'll
tickle your catastrophe!
Enter CHIEF JUSTICE and his MEN.
Chief Justice What's the matter? Keep the peace here, ho!
Quickly Good my lord, be good to me; I beseech you, stand to me.
Chief Justice How now, Sir John! What are you brawling here?
Doth this become your place, your time, and business?
You should have been well on your way to York.
Stand from him, fellow; wherefore hang'st thou upon him?
Quickly O, my most worshipful lord, and't please your grace, I am
a poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is arrested at my suit.
Chief Justice For what sum?
Quickly It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all. He hath
eaten me out of house and home, he hath put all my
substance into that fat belly of his; but I will have some
of it out again, or I will ride thee a-nights like the
mare.
Falstaff I think I am as like to ride the mare if I have any
vantage of ground to get up.
Chief Justice How comes this, Sir John? Fie, what man of good temper
would endure this tempest of exclamation? Are you not
ashamed to enforce a poor widow to so rough a course to
come by her own?
Falstaff What is the gross sum that I owe thee?
Quickly Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the money
too. Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet,
sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a
sea-coal fire, upon Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the
prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing-
man of Windsor - thou didst swear to me then, as I was
washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady thy
wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife Keech the
butcher's wife come in then and call me gossip Quickly -
coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar, telling us she had
a good dish of prawns, whereby thou didst desire to eat
some, whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound?
And didst thou not, when she was gone downstairs, desire
me to be no more so familiarity with such poor people,
saying that ere long they should call me madam? And didst
thou not kiss me, and bid me fetch thee thirty shillings?
I put thee now to thy Book-oath, deny it if thou canst.
Falstaff My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she says up and down
the town that her eldest son is like you. She hath been in
good case, and the truth is, poverty hath distracted her.
But for these foolish officers, I beseech you I may have
redress against them.
Chief Justice Sir John, Sir John, I am well acquainted with your manner
of wrenching the true cause the false way. It is not a
confident brow, nor the throng of words that come with
such more than impudent sauciness from you, can thrust me
from a level consideration. You have, as it appears to me,
practised upon the easy-yielding spirit of this woman, and
made her serve your uses both in purse and in person.
Quickly Yea, in truth, my lord.
Chief Justice Pray thee, peace. Pay her the debt you owe her, and unpay
the villainy you have done with her: the one you may do
with sterling money, and the other with current
repentance.
Falstaff My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without reply. You
call honourable boldness impudent sauciness: if a man will
make curtsy and say nothing, he is virtuous. No, my lord,
my humble duty remembered, I will not be your suitor. I
say to you I do desire deliv'rance from these officers,
being upon hasty employment in the king's affairs.
Chief Justice You speak as having power to do wrong; but answer in th'
effect of your reputation, and satisfy the poor woman.
Falstaff Come hither, hostess.
[Takes her aside.
Enter GOWER, a messenger.
Chief Justice Now, Master Gower, what news?
Gower The king, my lord, and Harry Prince of Wales
Are near at hand;
[Gives a letter.
the rest the paper tells.
Falstaff As I am a gentleman!
Quickly Faith, you said so before.
Falstaff As I am a gentleman! Come, no more words of it.
Quickly By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be fain to pawn
both my plate and the tapestry of my dining-chambers.
Falstaff Glasses, glasses, is the only drinking; and for thy walls,
a pretty slight drollery, or the story of the Prodigal, or
the German hunting in waterwork, is worth a thousand of
these bed-hangers and these fly-bitten tapestries. Let it
be ten pound if thou canst. Come, and 'twere not for thy
humours, there's not a better wench in England. Go, wash
thy face, and draw the action. Come, thou must not be in
this humour with me - dost not know me? Come, come, I know
thou wast set on to this.
Quickly Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty nobles; i'faith,
I am loath to pawn my plate, so God save me, la!
Falstaff Let it alone, I'll make other shift; you'll be a fool
still.
Quickly Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown. I hope
you'll come to supper. You'll pay me all together?
Falstaff Will I live? [To BARDOLPH.] Go, with her, with her - hook
on, hook on!
Quickly Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at supper?
Falstaff No more words; let's have her.
[Exeunt HOSTESS, BARDOLPH,
PAGE, FANG, and SNARE.
Chief Justice I have heard better news.
Falstaff What's the news, my good lord?
Chief Justice Where lay the king tonight?
Gower At Basingstoke, my lord.
Falstaff I hope, my lord, all's well. What is the news, my lord?
Chief Justice Come all his forces back?
Gower No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse,
Are marched up to my Lord of Lancaster,
Against Northumberland and the Archbishop.
Falstaff Comes the king back from Wales, my noble lord?
Chief Justice You shall have letters of me presently.
Come, go along with me, good Master Gower.
Falstaff My lord!
Chief Justice What's the matter?
Falstaff Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?
Gower I must wait upon my good lord here, I thank you, good Sir
John.
Chief Justice Sir John, you loiter here too long, being you are to take
soldiers up in counties as you go.
Falstaff Will you sup with me, Master Gower?
Chief Justice What foolish master taught you these manners, Sir John?
Falstaff Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool that
taught them me. This is the right fencing grace, my lord -
tap for tap, and so part fair.
Chief Justice Now the Lord lighten thee, thou art a great fool.
[Exeunt.