Shallow.—Thomas Wart!
Falstaff.—Where's he?
Wart.—Here, sir!
Falstaff.—Is thy name Wart?
Wart.—Yea, sir.
Falstaff.—Thou art a very ragged wart.
Shallow.—Ha, ha, ha! Shall I prick him down, Sir John?
Falstaff.—It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon his back and the whole frame stands upon pins; prick him no more.
Shallow.—Ha, ha, ha! you can do it, sir; you can do it; I commend you well.—Francis Feeble.
Feeble.—Here, sir.