SHALLOW.
Yea, marry, Sir John, which I beseech you to let me have home with me.
FALSTAFF.
That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to him. Look you, he must seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancements; I will be the man yet that shall make you great.
SHALLOW.
I cannot perceive how, unless you give me your doublet and stuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred of my thousand.
FALSTAFF.
Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that you heard was but a colour.
SHALLOW.
A colour that I fear you will die in, Sir John.
FALSTAFF.
Fear no colours. Go with me to dinner. Come, Lieutenant Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall be sent for soon at night.
Enter the Lord Chief Justice and Prince John, Officers with them.
CHIEF JUSTICE.
Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet.
Take all his company along with him.
FALSTAFF.
My lord, my lord,—
CHIEF JUSTICE.
I cannot now speak. I will hear you soon.
Take them away.