Jack Rugby.

Sir.

Vat is the clock, Jack?

'Tis pastthe hour, sir, that Sir Hugh promised 1071to meet.

By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no come. 1073He has pray his pible well, dat he is no come. By gar, 1074Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if he be come.

He is wise, sir. He knew your worship would 1076kill him if he came.

By gar, de herring is no dead, so as I vill kill 1078him. [Drawing his rapier] Take your rapier, Jack. I vill tell you how I vill 1079kill him.

Alas, sir, I cannot fence.

Villainy, [Thrusting at him] take your rapier!

Forbear! Here's company.

'Bless thee, bully-doctor.

'Save you, Master Doctor Caius.

Now, good master doctor.

'Give you good morrow, sir.

Vat be all you one, two, tree, four, come for?

To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee 1089traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there, to see thee 1090pass thy puncto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy distance, thy 1091montant. Is he dead, my Ethiopian? Is he dead, my Fran1092cisco? Ha, bully? What says my Esculapius? My Galen? My 1093heart of elder? Ha? Is he dead, bully-stale? Is he dead?

By gar, he is de coward jack-priest of de vorld! 1095He is not show his face.

Thou art a Castalian king-urinal! Hector of 1097Greece, my boy!

I pray you bear witness that me have stay 1099six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no 1100come.

He is the wiser man, master doctor. He is a curer of 1102souls, and you a curer of bodies. If you should fight, you 1103go against the hair of your professions. Is it not true, 1104Master Page?

Master Shallow; you have yourself been a 1106great fighter, though now a man of peace.

Bodikins, Master Page, though I now be old and 1108of the peace; if I see a sword out, my finger itches to 1109make one. Though we are justices and doctors and 1110churchmen, Master Page, we have some salt of our youth 1111in us. We are the sons of women, Master Page.

'Tis true, Master Shallow.

It wil be found so, Master Page. -- Master Doctor Caius, 1114I am come to fetch you home. I am sworn of the peace. 1115You have showed yourself a wise physician, and Sir 1116Hugh hath shown himself a wise and patient church1117man. You must go with me, master doctor.

Pardon, guest-justice. – [To Caius] Ah, Monsieur Mock1119water.

Mockvater? Vat is dat?

Mockwater, in our English tongue, is valor, 1122bully.

By gar, then I have as much mockvater as de 1124Englishman. Scurvy jack-dog priest! By gar, me vill 1125cut his ears.

He will clapperclaw thee tightly, bully.

Clapper-de-claw? Vat is dat?

That is, he will make thee amends.

By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw 1130me, for by gar me vill have it.

And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.

Me tank you for dat.

And moreover, bully -- but first, master guest, 1134and Master Page, and eke Cavaleiro Slender, [Aside to them] go you through 1135the town to Frogmore.

[Aside to Host] Sir Hugh is there, is he?

[Aside to Page and Shallow] He is there. See what humor he is in, and I will 1138bring the doctor about by the fields. Will it do well?

[Aside to Host] We will do it.

Adieu, good master doctor.

By gar, me vill kill de priest, for he speak for a 1142jackanape to Anne Page.

Let him die: Sheathe thy impatience. Throw cold 1144water on thy choler. Go about the fields with me 1145through Frogmore. I will bring thee where Mistress Anne 1146Page is, at a farmhouse a-feasting, and thou shalt woo 1147her. Cried game! Said I well?

By gar, me dank you vor dat. By gar, I love 1149you, and I shall procure-a you de good guest: de earl, 1150de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my patients.

For the which I will be thy adversary toward 1152Anne Page. Said I well?

By gar, 'tis good. Vell said!

Let us wag then.

Come at my heels, Jack Rugby.