PAGE.
I am glad to see your worships well. I thank you for my venison, Master Shallow.
SHALLOW.
Master Page, I am glad to see you, much good do it your good heart! I wished your venison better; it was ill killed. How doth good Mistress Page? And I thank you always with my heart, la, with my heart.
PAGE.
Sir, I thank you.
SHALLOW.
Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do.
PAGE.
I am glad to see you, good Master Slender.
SLENDER.
How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard say he was outrun on Cotsall.
PAGE.
It could not be judged, sir.
SLENDER.
You’ll not confess, you’ll not confess.
SHALLOW.
That he will not. ’Tis your fault; ’tis your fault. ’Tis a good dog.
PAGE.
A cur, sir.