SHALLOW.
Here comes fair Mistress Anne.
Enter Anne Page.
SHALLOW.
Here comes fair Mistress Anne.—Would I were young for your sake, Mistress Anne.
ANNE.
The dinner is on the table, my father desires your worships’ company.
SHALLOW.
I will wait on him, fair Mistress Anne.
EVANS.
’Od’s plessed will! I will not be absence at the grace.
[Exeunt Shallow and Sir Hugh Evans.]
ANNE
Will’t please your worship to come in, sir?
SLENDER.
No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very well.
ANNE.
The dinner attends you, sir.