SECOND DRAWER.
Sirrah, here will be the Prince and Master Poins anon, and they will put on two of our jerkins and aprons, and Sir John must not know of it. Bardolph hath brought word.
FIRST DRAWER.
By the mass, here will be old utis. It will be an excellent stratagem.
SECOND DRAWER.
I’ll see if I can find out Sneak.
[Exit.]
Enter Hostess and Doll Tearsheet.
HOSTESS.
I’ faith, sweetheart, methinks now you are in an excellent good temperality. Your pulsidge beats as extraordinarily as heart would desire, and your colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rose, in good truth, la! But, i’ faith, you have drunk too much canaries, and that’s a marvellous searching wine, and it perfumes the blood ere one can say “What’s this?” How do you now?
DOLL.
Better than I was. Hem!
HOSTESS.
Why, that’s well said. A good heart’s worth gold. Lo, here comes Sir John.
Enter Falstaff.
FALSTAFF.
[Singing.] “When Arthur first in court”—Empty the jordan.
[Exit First Drawer.]—[Singing.] “And was a worthy king.”
How now, Mistress Doll!