there be any body in the kitchin 85
Or the cuberts, or the presse, or the buttery,
_I_ am an arrant Iew: now God plesse me:
You serue me well, do you not?

_Pa._ Fie M. _{F}ord_ you are too blame:

_Mis. Pa._ I faith tis not well M. _Ford_ to suspect 90
Her thus without cause.

_Doc._ No by my trot it be no vell:

_For._ Wel, I pray bear with me, M. _Page_ pardon me.
_I_ suffer for it, _I_ suffer for it:

_Sir Hu:_ You suffer for a bad conscience looke you now: 95

_{F}ord:_ Well _I_ pray no more, another time {I}le tell you all:
The mean time go dine with me, pardon me wife,
I am sorie; M. _{P}age_, pray goe in to dinner,
Another time {I}le tell you all.

_{P}a:_ Wel let it be so, and to morrow I inuite you all 100
To my house to dinner: and in the morning weele
A birding, _I_ haue an excellent Hauke for the bush.

_{F}ord:_ Let it be so: Come M. _{P}age_, come wife;
I pray you come in all, y'are welcome, pray come in.

_Sir Hu:_ By so kad vdgme, M. _{F}ordes_ is 105
Not in his right wittes:

_Exit omnes:_

_Enter sir Iohn Falstaffe._ [SC. XI.]

_Fal:_ _Bardolfe_ brew me a pottle sack presently:

_Bar:_ With Egges sir?

_Fal:_ Simply of it selfe, {I}le none of these pullets sperme
{I}n my drink: goe make haste.
Haue _I_ liued to be carried in a basket 5
And throwne into the Thames like a barow of Butchers offoll. Well,
and I be serued such another tricke, Ile giue them leaue to take out
my braines and butter them, and giue them to a dog for a new-yeares
gift. Sblood, the rogues slided me in with as little remorse as if they
had gone to drowne a blinde bitches puppies in the litter: and they 10
might know by my sise I haue a kind of alacritie in sinking: and the
bottom had bin as deep as hell I should downe. I had bene drowned,
but that the shore was sheluie and somewhat shallowe: a death that I
abhorre. For you know the water swelles a man: and what a thing
should I haue bene when I had bene swelled? By the Lord a 15
mountaine of money. Now is the Sacke brewed?

_Bar._ I sir, there's a woman below would speake with you.

_Fal._ Bid her come vp. Let me put some Sacke among this
cold water, for my belly is as cold as if I had swallowed snow-balles
for pilles. 20

_Enter Mistresse Quickly._