Fent. Farewell, [gentle] mistress: farewell, Nan.
Exeunt Mrs Page and Anne.
Quick. This is my doing now: ‘Nay,’ said I, ‘will you 95 cast away your child on a fool, [and] a physician? Look on Master Fenton:’ this is my doing.
Fent. I thank thee; and I pray thee, once to-night
Give my sweet Nan this ring: there’s for thy pains.
Quick. Now heaven send thee good fortune! [Exit III. 4.
100 Fenton.] A kind heart he hath: a woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart. But yet I would my master had Mistress Anne; or I would Master Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would Master Fenton had her: I will do what I can for them all three; 105 for so I have promised, and I’ll be as good as my word; but speciously for Master Fenton. Well, I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from my two mistresses: what a beast am I to slack it! Exit.
[ III. 5 Scene V.] A room in the Garter Inn.
Enter Falstaff and Bardolph.
Fal. Bardolph, I say,—
Bard. Here, sir.