Page 743 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

Go to, I know you well enough.

HOSTESS
No, Sir John; you do not know me, Sir John. I know you, Sir John. You owe
me money, Sir John, and [65] now you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it. I
bought you a dozen of shirts to your back.

FALSTAFF
Dowlas, filthy dowlas! I have given them away to bakers’ wives; they have

made bolters of them.

HOSTESS
Now, as I am a true woman, holland of eight [70] shillings an ell. You owe
money here besides, Sir John, for your diet and by-drinkings, and money lent
you, four-and-twenty pound.

FALSTAFF
He had his part of it; let him pay.

HOSTESS

He? Alas, he is poor; he hath nothing. [75]

FALSTAFF

How? Poor? Look upon his face. What call you rich? Let them coin his nose,
let them coin his cheeks. I’ll not pay a denier. What, will you make a younker
of me? Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn but I shall have my pocket
picked? I have lost a seal-ring of my [80] grandfather’s worth forty mark.

HOSTESS
O Jesu, I have heard the prince tell him, I know not how oft, that that ring

was copper!

FALSTAFF
How? the prince is a Jack, a sneak-up. ’Sblood, an he were here, I would
cudgel him like a dog if he [85] would say so.
Enter the Prince [and Peto], marching, and Falstaff meets them, playing

upon his truncheon like a fife.