MISTRESS QUICKLY.
Is it this, sir?
CAIUS.
Oui, mette-le au mon pocket. Dépêche, quickly—Vere is dat knave Rugby?
MISTRESS QUICKLY.
What, John Rugby, John!
Enter Rugby.
RUGBY
Here, sir.
CAIUS.
You are John Rugby, and you are Jack Rugby. Come, take-a your rapier, and come after my heel to the court.
RUGBY.
’Tis ready, sir, here in the porch.
CAIUS.
By my trot, I tarry too long. ’Od’s me! Qu’ay j’oublié? Dere is some simples in my closet dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave behind.
MISTRESS QUICKLY.
Ay me, he’ll find the young man there, and be mad!
CAIUS.
O diable, diable! Vat is in my closet? Villainy! Larron! [Pulling Simple out.] Rugby, my rapier!