short, quick, snap. Marry, sir, I come to speak with Sir John Falstaff from Master Slender. There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his standing-bed and truckle-bed; 'tis painted about with the story of the Prodigal, fresh and new. Go knock and call; hell speak like an Anthropophaginian unto thee: knock, I say. There's an old woman, a fat woman, gone up into his chamber: I'll be so bold as stay, sir, till she come down; I come to speak with her, indeed. Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be robbed: I'll call. Bully knight! bully Sir John! speak from thy lungs military: art thou there? it is thine host, thine Ephesian, calls. How now, mine host! Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the coming down of thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let her descend; my chambers are honourable: fie! privacy? fie! There was, mine host, an old fat woman even now with me; but she's gone. Pray you, sir, was't not the wise woman of Brentford? Ay, marry, was it, mussel-shell: what would you with her? My master, sir, Master Slender, sent to her, seeing her go through the streets, to know, sir, whether one Nym, sir, that beguiled him of a chain, had the chain or no. I spake with the old woman about it. And what says she, I pray, sir? Marry, she says that the very same man that beguiled Master Slender of his chain cozened him of it. I would I could have spoken with the woman herself; I had other things to have spoken with her too from him. What are they? let us know. Ay, come; quick. I may not conceal them, sir. Conceal them, or thou diest. Why, sir, they were nothing but about Mistress Anne Page; to know if it were my master's fortune to have her or no. 'Tis, 'tis his fortune. What, sir? To have her, or no. Go; say the woman told me so. May I be bold to say so, sir? Ay, sir; like who more bold. I thank your worship: I shall make my master glad with these tidings. Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Sir John. Was there a wise woman with thee? Ay, that there was, mine host; one that hath taught me more wit than ever I learned before in my life; and I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid for my learning. Out, alas, sir! cozenage, mere cozenage! Where