PAGE.
Upon my life, then, you took the wrong.
SLENDER.
What need you tell me that? I think so, when I took a boy for a girl. If I had been married to him, for all he was in woman’s apparel, I would not have had him.
PAGE.
Why, this is your own folly. Did not I tell you how you should know my daughter by her garments?
SLENDER.
I went to her in white and cried “mum”, and she cried “budget”, as Anne and I had appointed, and yet it was not Anne, but a postmaster’s boy.
MISTRESS PAGE.
Good George, be not angry. I knew of your purpose, turned my daughter into green, and indeed she is now with the doctor at the deanery, and there married.
Enter Doctor Caius.
CAIUS
Vere is Mistress Page? By gar, I am cozened, I ha’ married un garçon, a boy; un paysan, by gar, a boy. It is not Anne Page. By gar, I am cozened.
MISTRESS PAGE.
Why, did you take her in green?
CAIUS.
Ay, by gar, and ’tis a boy. By gar, I’ll raise all Windsor.
FORD
This is strange. Who hath got the right Anne?