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SHALLOW
By the mass, you’ll crack a quart together, ha! Will you not, Master Bardolph?
BARDOLPH
Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.
SHALLOW
By God’s liggens, I thank thee. The knave will [65] stick by thee, I can assure
that. ’A will not out, he is true bred.
BARDOLPH
And I’ll stick by him, sir.
One knocks at door.
SHALLOW
Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing. Be merry. Look who’s at door there,
ho! Who knocks? [70]
[Exit Davy.]
FALSTAFF
[to Silence, seeing him drinking]
Why, now you have done me right.
SILENCE
[sings]
Do me right,
And dub me knight.
Samingo. [75]
It’s not so?
FALSTAFF
’Tis so.
SILENCE
Is’t so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat.
[Enter Davy.]
