Page. Old, cold, withered, and of intolerable entrails?
Ford. And one that is [as slanderous] as Satan?
Page. And as poor as Job?
V. 5.
150 Ford. And as wicked as his wife?
Evans. And given to fornications, and to taverns, [and sack, and wine], and metheglins, and to drinkings, and swearings, and [starings], pribbles and prabbles?
Fal. Well, I am your theme: you have the start of 155 me; I am dejected; I am not able to answer the Welsh flannel; ignorance itself [is a plummet o’er me]: use me as you will.
Ford. Marry, sir, we’ll bring you to Windsor, to one Master Brook, that you have cozened of money, to whom 160 you should have been a pander: over and above that you have suffered, I think to repay that money will be a biting affliction[. ]
Page. Yet be cheerful, knight: thou shalt eat a posset to-night at my house; where I will desire thee to laugh at 165 my wife, that now laughs at thee: tell her Master Slender hath married her daughter.
[Mrs Page. [Aside] Doctors doubt that: if Anne Page be my daughter, she is, by this, Doctor Caius’ wife.