PRINCE.
Where sups he? Doth the old boar feed in the old frank?
BARDOLPH.
At the old place, my lord, in Eastcheap.
PRINCE.
What company?
PAGE.
Ephesians, my lord, of the old church.
PRINCE.
Sup any women with him?
PAGE.
None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickly and Mistress Doll Tearsheet.
PRINCE.
What pagan may that be?
PAGE.
A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinswoman of my master’s.
PRINCE.
Even such kin as the parish heifers are to the town bull. Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at supper?
POINS.
I am your shadow, my lord, I’ll follow you.