Mrs Page. You are come to see my daughter Anne?
Quick. Ay, forsooth; and, I pray, how does good Mistress Anne?
Mrs Page. Go in with us and see: we [have] an hour’s II. 1.
150 talk with you.
[Exeunt Mrs Page, Mrs Ford, and Mrs Quickly.]
Page. How now, Master Ford!
Ford. You heard what this knave told me, did you not?
Page. Yes: and you heard what the other told me?
Ford. Do you think there is truth in them?
155 Page. Hang ’em, slaves! I do not think the knight would offer it: but these that accuse him in his intent towards our wives are a yoke of his discarded men; very rogues, now they be out of service.
Ford. Were they his men?