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105 in grease, like a Dutch dish, to be thrown into the Thames, and cooled, glowing hot, in that surge, like a horse-shoe; think of that,--hissing hot,--think of that, Master Brook. _Ford._ In good sadness, sir, I am sorry that for my sake you have suffered all this. My suit, then, is desperate; 110 you'll undertake her no more? _Fal._ Master Brook, I will be thrown into Etna, as I have been into Thames, ere I will leave her thus. Her husband is this morning gone a-birding: I have received from her another embassy of meeting; 'twixt eight and 115 nine is the hour, Master Brook. _Ford._ 'Tis past eight already, sir. _Fal._ Is it? I will then address me to my appointment. Come to me at your convenient leisure, and you shall know how I speed; and the conclusion shall be 120 crowned with your enjoying her. Adieu. You shall have her, Master Brook; Master Brook, you shall cuckold Ford. [_Exit._ _Ford._ Hum! ha! is this a vision? is this a dream? do I sleep? Master Ford, awake! awake, Master Ford! there's a hole made in your best coat, Master Ford. This 'tis to 125 be married! this 'tis to have linen and buck-baskets! Well, I will proclaim myself what I am: I will now take the lecher; he is at my house; he cannot 'scape me; 'tis impossible he should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny purse, nor into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil that guides 130 him should aid him, I will search impossible places. Though what I am I cannot avoid, yet to be what I would not shall not make me tame: if I have horns to make one mad, let the proverb go with me,--I'll be horn-mad. [_Exit._ NOTES: III, 5 SCENE V.] SCENE XV. Pope. 5: _in_] _into_ Rowe. 9: _blind bitch's_] _bitch's blind_ Hanmer. 16: _mummy_] _mummy. Now, is the sack brewed?_ Theobald (from Q1 Q2). 22: SCENE XVI. Pope. 24: _pottle_] _posset_ R. G. White. 60: _sped you_] _you sped_ Rowe. 62: _How so, sir_] F1 Q3 F2. _How Sir_ F3 F4. 65: _me_] om. F4. 77: _in_] by (Q1 Q2) Theobald. _distraction_] _direction_ Hanmer. 80: _By the Lord_] (Q1 Q2) Malone. _yes_ F1 Q3. _yea_ F2 F3 F4. 83: _smell_] _smells_ Hanmer. 96: _several_] _egregious_ (Q1 Q2) Pope. 106: _in_] _is_ F2. 107: _surge_] _forge_ Capell conj. 110: _have suffered_] _suffered_ F4. 130: _nor_] _not_ Q3. 134: _one_] _me_ Dyce. [Exit.] Rowe. [Exeunt. Ff Q3. ACT IV. SCENE I
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