Pist. And I to Page shall eke unfold, How Falstaff, varlet vile, His dove will prove, his gold will hold, Nym. My humour shall not cool: I will incense Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents: I second thee; troop on. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-A Room in Dr. Caius's House. Enter Mrs. Quickly, Simple, and Rugby. Quick. What: John Rugby!-I pray thee, go to the casement, and see if you can see my master, master Doctor Caius, coming: if he do, i' faith, and find any body in the house, here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English. Rug. I'll go watch. [Exit Rugby, Quick. Go; and we 'll have a posset for 't soon at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant shall come in house withal; and, I warrant you, no telltale, nor no breed-bate: his worst fault is that he is given to prayer; he is something peevish that way; but nobody but has his fault; but let that pass. Peter Simple you say your name is? for fault of a better. Sim. Ay, for Quick. And master Slender 's your master? Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, like Sim. No, forsooth: he hath but a little wee face, with a little yellow beard; a cane-coloured beard. Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not? Sim. Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall a man of his hands as any is between this and his head; he hath fought with a warrener. Quick. How say you?-0, I should remember him: Does he not hold up his head, as it were? and strut in his gait? Sim. Yes, indeed, does he. no worse Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page fortune! Tell master parson Evans I will do what I can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I wish Rug. Here, sir. Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack Rugby: Come, take-a your rapier, and come after my heel to de court. Rug. 'T is ready, sir, here in the porch. Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long;-Od's me! Quay j'oublié? dere is some simples in my closet dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave behind. Quick. Ah me! he 'll find the young man there, Caius. O diable, diable! vat is in my closet?- my rapier. Quick. Good master, be content. 33 Quick. The young man is an honest man. Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet. Quick. I beseech you, be not so flegmatick; hear the truth of it: He came of an errand to me from parson Hugh. Sim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her to Quick. Peace, I pray you. Caius. Peace-a your tongue !-Speak-a your tale. Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to speak a good word to Mrs. Anne Page for my master, in the way of marriage. Quick. This is all, indeed, la; but I'll ne'er put my finger in the fire, and need not. Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you?-Rugby, baillez me some paper: Tarry you a little-a while. [Writes. Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: if he had been thoroughly moved you should have heard him so loud and so melancholy.- -But notwithstanding, man, I 'll do your master what good I can: and the very yea and the no is, the French doctor, my master, -I may call him my master, look you, for I keep his house; and I wash, wring, brew, bake, scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds, and do all myself : Sim. 'T is a great charge to come under one body's hand. Quick. Are you avis'd o' that? you shall find it a great charge and to be up early and down late ;but notwithstanding, (to tell you in your ear; I would have no words of it;) my master himself is in love with mistress Anne Page: but notwithstanding that, I know Anne's mind, -that's neither here nor there. Caius. You jack'nape; give-a dis letter to sir Hugh; by gar, it is a challenge: I vill cut his troat in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest to meddle or make:-you may be gone; it is not good you tarry here:-by gar, I vill cut all his two stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to trow at his dog. [Exit Simple. Quick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend. Caius. It is no matter-a for dat:-do not you tell-a me dat I shall have Anne Page for myself?-by gar, I vill kill de Jack Priest; and I have appointed mine host of de Farterre to measure our weapon: -by gar, I vill myself have Anne Page. Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be well: we must give folks leave to prate: What, the good-jer! Caius. Rugby, come to de court vid me:--By out of my door:-Follow my heels, Rugby. gar, if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn your head [Exeunt Caius and Rugby. Quick. You shall have An fools-head of your own. No, I know Anne's mind for that never a woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's mind than I do: nor can do more than I do with her, I thank heaven. Fent. [Within.] Who's within there? ho! Quick. Who's there, I trow? Come near the house, I pray you. Enter Fenton. Fent. How now, good woman; how dost thou? Quick. The better that it pleases your good worship to ask. [Anne? Fent. What news? how does pretty mistress Quick. In truth, sir, and she is pretty, and honest, and gentle; and one that is your friend, I can tell you that by the way; I praise heaven for it. Fent. Shall I do any good, think'st thou? Shall I not lose my suit? Quick. Troth, sir, all is in his hands above: but book, she loves you:-Have not your worship a notwithstanding, master Fenton, I 'll be sworn on a wart above your eye? Fent. Yes, marry, have I; what of that? D money for thee; let me have thy voice in my be- Page and Ford differs!-To thy great comfort in this mystery of ill opinions, here's the twin-brother of thy letter: but let thine inherit first; for, I protest, mine never shall. I warrant he hath a thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for different names, (sure more,) and these are of the second edi[Exit. tion: He will print them out of doubt; for he cares Quick. Farewell to your worship. Truly, an not what he puts into the press when he would put honest gentleman; but Anne loves him not; for I us two. I had rather be a giantess, and lie under know Anne's mind as well as another does:-Out upon 't! what have I forgot? ACT II. SCENE I.-Before Page's House. [Exit. Mrs. Page. What! have I 'scaped love-letters in the holy-day time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them? Let me see: [Reads. mount Pelion. Well, I will find you twenty lascivious turtles, ere one chaste man. Mrs. Ford. Why, this is the very same; the very hand, the very words: What doth he think of us? Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not: It makes me almost ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I 'll entertain myself like one that I am not acquainted withal; for, sure, unless he know some strain in me, that I know not myself, he would never have boarded me in this fury. Mrs. Ford. Boarding, call you it? I'll be sure to keep him above deck. Mrs. Page. So will I; if he come under my hatches 'Ask me no reason why I love you; for though love use reason for his precisian, he admits him not for his counsellor: You are not young, no more am I; go to then, there's sympathy: you are merry, I 'll never to sea again. Let's be reveng'd on him: so am I; Ha! ha! then there's more sympathy: let 's appoint him a meeting; give him a show of you love sack, and so do I; Would you desire comfort in his suit; and lead him on with a fine baitbetter sympathy? ? Let it suffice thee, mistress ed delay, till he hath pawn'd his horses tomine host Page, (at the least, if the love of a soldier can suffice,) that I love thee. I will not say, pity me, 't is not a soldier-like phrase; but I say, love me. By me, Thine own true knight, John Falstaff Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page! trust me, I was going Mrs. Page. And trust me, I was coming to you. Mrs. Ford. Nay, I 'll ne'er believe that; I have to Mrs. Page. 'Faith, but you do, in my mind. Mrs. Ford. Well, I do, then yet, I say, I could show you to the contrary; O, mistress Page, give me some counsel! Mrs. Page. What's the matter, woman? Mrs. Ford. O woman, if it were not for one trifling respect, I could come to such honour ! Mrs. Page. Hang the trifle, woman; take the honour: What is it? dispense with trifles;-what is it? Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an eternal moment, or so, I could be knighted. Mrs. Page. What? thou liest!-Sir Alice Ford! These knights will hack; and so thou shouldst not alter the article of thy gentry. Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light:-here, read, read: -perceive how I might be knighted. I shall think the worse of fat men, as long as I have an eye to make difference of men's liking: And yet he would not swear; praised women's modesty; and gave such orderly and well-behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, -that I would have sworn his disposition would have gone to the truth of his words: but they do no more adhere and keep place together than the hundredth psalm to the tune of Green sleeves. What tempest, I trow, threw this whale with so many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor? How shall I be revenged on him? I think the best way were to enter tain him with hope, till the wicked fire of lust have melted him in his own grease. Did you ever hear the like? Mrs. Page. Letter for letter; but that the name of of the Garter. Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any villainy against him, that may not sully the chariness of our honesty. O, that my husband saw this letter! it would give eternal food to his jealousy. Mrs. Page. Why, look, where he comes; and my Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman. [They retire. Enter Ford, Pistol, Page, and Nym. Ford. Well, I hope it be not so. [poor, Ford. Why, sir, my wife is not young. Pist. With liver burning hot: Prevent, or go thou, O, odious is the name! Ford. What name, sir?. Pist. The horn, I say: Farewell. [night: Take heed; have open eye; for thieves do foot by sing. Away, sir corporal Nym. [Exit Pistol. Believe it, Page; he speaks sense. Ford. I will seek out Falstaff. Page. I will not believe such a Cataian, though the dinner, George? Look, who comes yonder: shel Enter Mrs. Quickly. Mrs. Page. Go in with us and see; we have an hour's talk with you. (Exeunt Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Mrs. Quickly. Page. How now, master Ford? Ford. You heard what this knave told me did Page. Yes. And you heard what the other told me? Page. Hang 'em, slaves; I do not think the knight Ford. Were they his men? Page. Marry were they. Ford. I like it never the better for that.-Does he lie at the Garter? Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this voyage towards my wife, I would turn her loose to him; and what he gets more of her than sharp words, let it lie on my head. Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loth to turn them together: A man may be too confident: I would have nothing lie on my head: I cannot be thus satisfied. Page. Look, where my ranting host of the Garter comes: there is either liquor in his pate, or money in his purse, when he looks so merrily.-How now, mine host? Enter Host and Shallow. Host. How now, bully-rook! thou 'rt a gentleman: cavalero-justice, I say. Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow. -Good even, and twenty, good master Page! Master Page, will you go with us? we have sport in hand. Host. Tell him, cavalero-justice; tell him, bullyrook. Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between Ford. Goodmine host o'the Garter, a word with you. [They go aside. Shal. Will you [to Page] go with us to behold it? My merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons; and, I think, hath appointed them contrary places: for, believe me, I hear the parson is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be. Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, my guest-cavalier? Ford. None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of burnt sack to give me recourse to him, and tell him my name is Brook: only for a jest. Host. My hand, bully; thou shalt have egress and regress; said I well? and thy name shall be Brook: It is a merry knight. Will you go on, heers? Shal. Have with you, mine host. Page. I have heard the Frenchman hath good skill in his rapier. Shal. Tut, sir, I could have told you more: In these times you stand on distance, your passes, stoccadoes, and I know not what: 't is the heart, master Page; 't is here, 't is here. I have seen the time with my long sword I would have made you four tall fellows skip like rats. Host. Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag? Page. Have with you:-I had rather hear them SCENE II.-A Room in the Garter Inn. Fal. I will not lend thee a penny. Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, sir, you should lay my countenance to pawn: I have grated upon my good friends for three reprieves for you and your coach-fellow, Nym; or else you had looked through the grate, like a geminy of baboons. I am damned in hell, for swearing to gentlemen my friends you were good soldiers and tall fellows: and when Mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan, I took 't upon mine honour thou hadst it not. Pist. Didst not thou share? hadst thou not fifteen Fal. Reason, you rogue, reason: Think'st thou What would thou more of man? Enter Robin. Rob. Sir, here's a woman would speak with you. Enter Mistress Quickly. Quick. Give your worship good-morrow. Quick. I'll be sworn; as my mother was, the first hour I was born. Fal. I do believe the swearer: What with me? Quick. Shall I vouchsafe your worship a word or two? Fal. Two thousand, fair woman and I'll vouchsafe thee the hearing. Quick. There is one mistress Ford, sir;-I pray, come a little nearer this ways:-I myself dwell with master doctor Caius. Fal. Well, on: Mistress Ford, you say,- Quick. Are they so? Heaven bless them, and make Fal. Well: Mistress Ford ;-what of her? Quick. Why, sir, she's a good creature. Lord, lord! your worship's a wanton: Well, heaven forgive you, and all of us, I pray ! Fal. Mistress Ford; come, mistress Ford,Quick. Marry, this is the short and the long of it; you have brought her into such a canaries, as 't is wonderful. The best courtier of them all, when the court lay at Windsor, could never have brought her to such a canary. Yet there has been knights, and lords, and gentlemen, with their coaches; I warrant you, coach after coach, letter after letter, gift after gift; smelling so sweetly, (all musk) and so rushling, I warrant you, in silk and gold; and in such alligant terms; and in such wine ine and sugar of the best, and the fairest, that would have won any woman's heart; and, I warrant you, they could never get an eye scold than fight. [Exeunt Host, Shallow, and Page. wink of her. I had myself twenty angels given ine Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands this morning; but I defy all a langels, (in any such sort, so firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off as they say,) but in the way of honesty :-and, I my opinion so easily: She was in his company at warrant you, they could never get her so much as Page's house; and, what they made there I know sip on a cup with the proudest of them all: and yet rot. Well, I will look further into 't: and I have a there has been as been caris, nay, which is more, pensioners; disguise to sound Falstaff: If I find her honest, I lose not my labour; if she be otherwise, 't is labour [Exit, well bestowed. but, I warrant you, all is one with her. Quick. Ay, forsooth; and then you may come and see the picture, she says, that you wot of; master Ford, her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet woman leads an ill life with him; he's a very jealousy man: she leads a very frampold life with him, good heart. Fal. Ten and eleven: Woman, commend me to her; I will not fail her. Quick. Why you say well: But I have another messenger to your worship: Mistress Page hath her hearty commendations to you too; and let me tell you in your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest wife, and one (I tell you) that will not miss you morning nor evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe'er be the other and she bade me tell your worship that her husband is seldom from home; but, she hopes, there will come a time. I never knew a woman so dote upon a man; surely, I think you have charins, la; yes, in truth. Fal. Not I, I assure thee; setting the attraction of my good parts aside I have no other charms. Quick. Blessing on your heart for 't. Fal. But, I pray thee, tell me this has Ford's wife and Page's wife acquainted each other how they love me? Quick. That were a jest, indeed !-they have not so little grace, I hope that were a trick, indeed! But mistress Page would desire you to send her your little page, of all loves her husband has a marvel lous infection to the little page page; and, truly, master Page is an honest man. Never a a wife in Windsor leads a better life than she does: do what she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go to bed when she list, rise when she list, all is as she will; and, truly, she deserves it: for if there be a kind woman in Windsor, she is one. You must send her your page; no remedy. Fal. Why, I will. Fal. Good master Brook, I desire more acquaintance of you. Ford. Good sir John, I sue for yours: not to charge you; for I must let you understand I think myself in better plight for a lend lender than you are: the which hath something emboldened me to this unseasoned intrusion: for they say, if money go before all ways do lie open. Fal. Moncy is a good soldier, sir, and will on. Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here troubles me if you will help to bear it, sir John, take all, or half, for easing me of the carriage. Fal. Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be your porter. [hearing. Ford. I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the Fal. Speak, good master Brook; I shall be glad to be your servant. Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar, -I will be brief with you, and you have been a man long known to me, though I had never so good means, as desire, to make myself acquainted with you. I shall discover a thing to you, wherein I must very much lay open mine own imperfection: but, good sir John, as you have one eye upon my follies, as you hear them unfolded, turn another into the register of your own; that I may pass with a reproof the casier, sith you yourself know how easy it is to be such an offender. Fal. Very well, sir; proceed. Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town, her husband's name is Ford. Fal. Well, sir. Ford. I have long loved her, and I protest to you, bestowed much on her; followed her with a doting observance; engrossed opportunities to meet her; fee'd every slight occasion that could but niggardly give me sight of her; not only bought many presents to give her, but have given largely to many, to know what she would have given briefly, I have pursued her as love hath pursued me, which hath been on the wing of all occasions. But whatsoever I have merited, either in my mind, or in my means, meed, I am sure, I have received none; unless experience be a jewel; that I have purchased at an infinite rate; and that hath taught me to say this: Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues; Quick. Nay, but do so then: and, look you, he may come and go between you both; and, in any case, have a nay-word, that you may know one another's mind, and the boy never need to understand any thing; for 't is not good that children should know any wickedness; old folks, you know, have discre- at her hands? tion, as they say, and know the world. Fal. Fare thee well: commend me to them both: there's my purse; I am yet thy debtor.-Boy, go along with this woman. This news distracts me. [Exeunt Quickly and Robin. Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues. Fal. Have you received no promise of satisfaction Ford. Never. Fal. Have you importuned her to such a purpose? Ford. Never. Fal. Of what quality was your love then? Ford. Like a fair house built on another man's Pist. This punk is one of Cupid's carriers:ground; so that I have lost my edifice, by mistaking Clap on more sails; pursue, up with your fights; the place where I erected it. [me? Give fire; she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all! Fal. To what purpose have you unfolded this to [Exit Pistol. Ford. When I have told you that I have told you Fal. Say'st thou so, old Jack? go thy ways; I'll all. Some say, that, though she appear honest to make more of thy old body than I have done. Will me, yet, in other places, she enlargeth her mirth so they yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the ex- far that there is shrewd construction made of her. pense of so much money, be now a gainer? Good Now, sir John, here is the heart of my purpose: body, I thank thee: Let them say, 't is grossly done; You are a gentleman of excellent breeding, admirso it be fairly done no matter. able discourse, of great admittance, authentic in your place and person, generally allowed for your many war-like, court-like, and learned preparations. O, sir! Ford. Believe it, for you know it-There is money: spend it, spend it spend more; spend all I have; only give me so much of your time in exchange of it, as to lay an amiable siege to the honesty of this Ford's wife: use your art of wooing, win her to consent to you; if any man may you may as soon as any. Fal. Would it apply well to the vehemency of your affection, that I should win what you would enjoy? Methinks, you prescribe to yourself very preposterously. Ford. O, understand my drift! she dwells so securely on the excellency of her honour, that the folly of my soul dares not present itself; she is too bright to be looked against. Now, could I come to her with any detection in my hand, my desires had instance and argument to commend themselves: I could drive her then from the ward of her purity, her reputation her marriage vow, and a thousand other her defences, which now are too too strongly embattled against me: What say you to 't, sir John? Fal. Master Brook, I will first make bold with your money; next, give me your hand; and last, as I am a gentleman, you shall, if you will, enjoy Ford's wife. Fora. O good sir! Fol. I say you shall. [none, Ford. Want no money, sir John, you shall want Fal. Want no mistress Ford, master Brook, you shall want none. I shall be with her, (I may tell you,) by her own appointment; even as you came in to me, her assistant, or go-between, parted from me: I say, I shall be with her between ten and eleven; for at that time the jealous rascally knave, her husband, will be forth. Come you to me at night; you shall know how I speed. Ford. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you know Ford, sir? y; Fal. Hang him poor cuckoldly knave! I know him not:-yet I wrong him to call him poor; they say the jealous wittolly knave hath masses of money; for the which his wife seems to me well-favoured. I will use her as the key of the cuckoldly rogue's coffer; and there 's my harvest-home. Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir; that you might avoid him if you saw him. Fal. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with my cudgel: it shall hang like a meteor o'er the cuckold's horns: master Brook, thou shalt know I will predominate over the peasant, and thou shalt Shal. Save you, master doctor Caius. Page. Now, good master doctor. Slen. Give you good-morrow, sir. Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for? Host. To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there; to see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy distance, thy montánt. Is he dead, my Ethiopian? is he dead, my Francisco? ha, bully! What says my Æsculapius? my Galen? my heart of elder? ha! is he dead, bully Stale? is he dead? Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of de vorld; he is not show his face. Host. Thou art a Castilian, king Urinal! Hector of Greece, my boy! Caius. I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no come. Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is a curer of souls and you a curer of bodies; if you should fight, you go against the hair of your professions; is it not true, master Page? Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great fighter, though now a man of peace. Shal. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out my finger itches to make one though we are justices, and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have some salt of our youth in us; we are the sons of women, master Page. Page. 'T is true, master Shallow. Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am lie with his wife. Come to me soon at night:- sworn of the peace; you have showed yourself a Ford 's a knave, and I will aggravate his stile; thou, wise physician, and sir Hugh hath shown himself a master Brook, shalt know him for knave and cuck- wise and patient churchman: you must go with me, old-come to me soon at night. [Exit. master doctor. Ford. What a damned Epicurean rascal is this!- Host. Pardon, guest justice:-ah, monsieur MockMy heart is ready to crack with impatience. Who water. Caius. Mock-vater! vat is dat? Host. Mock-water, in our English tongue, is valour, bully. Caius. By gar, then I have as much mock-vater as me vill cut his ears. Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. says, this is improvident jealousy? My wife hath sent to him, the hour is fixed, the match is made. Would any man have thought this? See the hell of having a false woman! My bed shall be abused, my coffers ransacked, my reputation gnawn at; and I de Englishman: Scurvy jack-dog priest! by gar, shall not only receive this villainous wrong, but stand under the adoption of abominable terms, and by him that does me this wrong. Terms! names!-Amaimon sounds well; Lucifer, well; Barbason, well; yet they are devils' additions, the names of fiends! but cuck old! wittol-cuckold! the devil himself hath not such a name. Page is an ass, a secure ass! he will trust his wife, he will not be jealous; I will rather trust a Fleming with my butter, parson Hugh the Welchman with my cheese, an Irishman with my aqua-vitæ bottle, or a thief to walk my ambling gelding, than my wife with herself: then she plots, then she ruminates, then she devises; and what they think in their hearts they may effect they will break their hearts but they will effect. Heaven be praised for my jealousy I-Eleven o'clock the hour. I will prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on Falstaff, and laugh at Page. I will about it; better three hours too soon than a minute too late. Fie, fie, fie! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold! SCENE III.-Field near Windsor. Caius. Jack Rugby! [Exit. Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack? Rug. 'T is past the hour, sir, that sir Hugh promised to meet. Caius. By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no come; he has pray his Pible vell, dat he is no come: bygar, Jack Rugby, he is dead already if he become. Rug. He is wise, sir; he knew your worship would kill him if he came. Caius. By gar, de herring is no dead so as I vill kill him. Take your rapier, Jack; 1 vill tell you how 1 vill kill him. Rug. Alas, sir, I cannot fence. Caius. Villainy, take your rapier. Enter Host, Shallow, Slender, and Page. Host. 'Bless thee, bully doctor. Host. And I will provoke him to 't, or let him wag. [Aside to them. Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he? Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak Host. Let him die: sheath thy impatience; throw Host. For the which I will be thy adversary toward Caius. By gar, 't is good; vell said. Caius. Come at ny heels, Jack Rugby. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I.-A Field near Frogmore. Eva. I pray you now, good inaster Slender's |