Maister 40
_Slenders_ purse _Pistoll_?

_Slen._ I by this handkercher did he. Two faire shouell boord
shillings, besides seuen groats in mill sixpences.

_Fal._ What say you to this _Pistoll_?

_Pist._ Sir _Iohn_, and Maister mine, I combat craue 45
Of this same laten bilbo. I do retort the lie
Euen in thy gorge, thy gorge, thy gorge.

_Slen._ By this light it was he then.

_Nym._ Syr my honor is not for many words,
But if you run bace humors of me, 50
I will say mary trap. And there's the humor of it.

_Fal._ You heare these matters denide gentlemen,
You heare it.

_Enter Mistresse _Foord_, Mistresse _Page_, and her daughter
_Anne_._

_Pa._ No more now,
I thinke it be almost dinner time, 55
For my wife is come to meete vs.

_Fal._ Mistresse _Foord_, I think your name is,
If I mistake not.

_Syr_ Iohn kisses her.

_Mis. Ford._ Your mistake sir is nothing but in the Mistresse.
But my husbands name is _Foord_ sir. 60

_Fal._ I shall desire your more acquaintance.
The like of you good misteris _Page_.

_Mis. Pa._ With all my hart sir _Iohn_.
Come husband will you goe?
Dinner staies for vs. 65

_Pa._ With all my hart, come along Gentlemen.

_Exit all, but _Slender_ and Mistresse _Anne_._

_Anne._ Now forsooth why do you stay me?
What would you with me?

_Slen._ Nay for my owne part, I would litle or nothing with you.
I loue you well, and my vncle can tell you how my liuing stands. 70
And if you can loue me why so. If not, why then happie man be his
dole.

_An._ You say well M. _Slender_.
But first you must giue me leaue to
Be acquainted with your humor, 75
And afterward to loue you if I can.

_Slen._ Why by God, there's neuer a man in christendome can
desire more. What haue you beares in your Towne mistresse _Anne_,
your dogs barke so?

_An._ I cannot tell M. _Slender_, I think there be. 80

_Slen._ Ha how say you? I warrant your afeard of a Beare let
loose, are you not?

_An._ Yes trust me.

_Slen._ Now that's meate and drinke to me,
He run yon to a beare, and take her by the mussell, 85
You neuer saw the like.
But indeed I cannot blame you,
For they are maruellous rough things.

_Anne._ Will yo go into dinner M. _Slendor?_
The meate st