EVANS.
Ay.
WILLIAM.
Genitive: horum, harum, horum.
MISTRESS QUICKLY.
Vengeance of Jenny’s case, fie on her! Never name her, child, if she be a whore.
EVANS.
For shame, ’oman.
MISTRESS QUICKLY.
You do ill to teach the child such words.—He teaches him to hick and to hack, which they’ll do fast enough of themselves; and to call “whore ’m”!—Fie upon you!
EVANS.
’Oman, art thou lunatics? Hast thou no understandings for thy cases, and the numbers of the genders? Thou art as foolish Christian creatures as I would desires.
MISTRESS PAGE.
[To Quickly.] Prithee, hold thy peace.
EVANS.
Show me now, William, some declensions of your pronouns.
WILLIAM.
Forsooth, I have forgot.
EVANS.
It is qui, quae, quod. If you forget your quis, your quaes, and your quods, you must be preeches. Go your ways and play, go.