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ster Shallow, let him woo for himself. 50 _Shal._ Marry, I thank you for it; I thank you for that good comfort. She calls you, coz: I'll leave you. _Anne._ Now, Master Slender,-- _Slen._ Now, good Mistress Anne,-- _Anne._ What is your will? 55 _Slen._ My will! od's heartlings, that's a pretty jest indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank heaven; I am not such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise. _Anne._ I mean, Master Slender, what would you with me? 60 _Slen._ Truly, for mine own part, I would little or nothing with you. Your father and my uncle hath made motions: if it be my luck, so; if not, happy man be his dole! They can tell you how things go better than I can: you may ask your father; here he comes. 65 _Enter PAGE and MISTRESS PAGE._ _Page._ Now, Master Slender: love him, daughter Anne.-- Why, how now! what does Master Fenton here? You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my house: I told you, sir, my daughter is disposed of. _Fent._ Nay, Master Page, be not impatient. 70 _Mrs Page._ Good Master Fenton, come not to my child. _Page._ She is no match for you. _Fent._ Sir, will you hear me? _Page._ No, good Master Fenton. Come, Master Shallow; come, son Slender, in. Knowing my mind, you wrong me, Master Fenton. 75 [_Exeunt Page, Shal., and Slen._ _Quick._ Speak to Mistress Page. _Fent._ Good Mistress Page, for that I love your daughter In such a righteous fashion as I do, Perforce, against all checks, rebukes and manners, I must advance the colours of my love, 80 And not retire: let me have your good will. _Anne._ Good mother, do not marry me to yond fool. _Mrs Page._ I mean it not; I seek you a better husband. _Quick._ That's my master, master doctor. _Anne._ Alas, I had rather be set quick i' the earth, 85 And bowl'd to death with turnips! _Mrs Page._ Come, trouble not yourself. Good Master Fenton, I will not be your friend nor enemy: My daughter will I question how she loves you, And as I find her, so am I affected. 90 Till then farewell, sir: she must needs go in; Her father will be angry. _Fent._ Farewell, gentle mistress: farewell, Nan. [_Exeunt Mrs
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