Act V. Scene
I.
Act V. Scene I.—A Room in the Garter Inn.
Enter FALSTAFF and MISTRESS
QUICKLY.
Fal. Prithee, no more prattling; go: I'll
hold. This is the third time; I hope good luck
lies in odd numbers. Away! go. They say there
is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity,
chance or death. Away!
Quick. I'll provide you a chain, and I'll do
what I can to get you a pair of horns.
Fal. Away, I say; time wears: hold up your
head, and mince. [Exit MISTRESS QUICKLY.
Enter FORD.
How now, Master Brook! Master Brook, the
matter will be known to-night, or never. Be you
in the Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and
you shall see wonders.
Ford. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as
you told me you had appointed?
Fal. I went to her, Master Brook, as you see,
like a poor old man; but I came from her,
Master Brook, like a poor old woman. That
same knave Ford, her husband, hath the finest
mad devil of jealousy in him. Master Brook, that
ever governed frenzy. I will tell you: he beat
me grievously, in the shape of a woman; for in
the shape of a man, Master Brook, I fear not
Goliath with a weaver's beam, because I know
also life is a shuttle. I am in haste: go along
with me; I'll tell you all, Master Brook. Since
I plucked geese, played truant, and whipped top,
I knew not what it was to be beaten till lately.
Follow me: I'll tell you strange things of this
knave Ford, on whom to-night I will be reveng-
ed, and I will deliver his wife into your hand.
Follow. Strange things in. hand. Master Brook!
Follow. [Exeunt.
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