Enter Shallow, Falstaff, Bardolph, and Page.[4274]
Shal. By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away to-night.[4275]
What, Davy, I say!
Fal. You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.
Shal. I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused;
excuses shall not be admitted; there is no excuse shall serve;5
you shall not be excused. Why, Davy!
Enter Davy.
Davy. Here, sir.
Shal. Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy; let[4276]
me see, Davy; let me see: yea, marry, William cook, bid[4277]
him come hither. Sir John, you shall not be excused.10
Davy. Marry, sir, thus; those precepts cannot be served:
and, again, sir, shall we sow the headland with wheat?[4278]
Shal. With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook:
are there no young pigeons?
Davy. Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note for shoeing[4279][4280]15
and plough-irons.[4280]