MISTRESS PAGE.
[Within.] What ho, gossip Ford, what ho!
MISTRESS FORD.
Step into the chamber, Sir John.
[Exit Falstaff.]
Enter Mistress Page.
MISTRESS PAGE.
How now, sweetheart, who’s at home besides yourself?
MISTRESS FORD.
Why, none but mine own people.
MISTRESS PAGE.
Indeed?
MISTRESS FORD.
No, certainly.
[Aside to her.] Speak louder.
MISTRESS PAGE.
Truly, I am so glad you have nobody here.
MISTRESS FORD.
Why?