Qu. Hang-hog, is latten for Bacon, I warrant you Eua. Leaue your prables (o'man) What is the Focatiue case (William?) Will. O, Vocatiuo, O Eua. Remember William, Focatiue, is caret Qu. And that's a good roote Eua. O'man, forbeare Mist.Pag. Peace Eua. What is your Genitiue case plurall (William?) Will. Genitiue case? Eua. I Will. Genitiue horum, harum, horum Qu. 'Vengeance of Ginyes case; fie on her; neuer name her (childe) if she be a whore Eua. For shame o'man Qu. You doe ill to teach the childe such words: hee teaches him to hic, and to hac; which they'll doe fast enough of themselues, and to call horum; fie vpon you Euans. O'man, art thou Lunatics? Hast thou no vnderstandings for thy Cases, & the numbers of the Genders? Thou art as foolish Christian creatures, as I would desires Mi.Page. Pre'thee hold thy peace Eu. Shew me now (William) some declensions of your Pronounes Will. Forsooth, I haue forgot Eu. It is Qui, que, quod; if you forget your Quies, your Ques, and your Quods, you must be preeches: Goe your waies and play, go M.Pag. He is a better scholler then I thought he was Eu. He is a good sprag-memory: Farewel Mis[tris]. Page Mis.Page. Adieu good Sir Hugh: Get you home boy, Come we stay too long. Exeunt. Scena Secunda. Enter Falstoffe, Mist.Ford, Mist.Page, Seruants, Ford, Page, Caius, Euans, Shallow. Fal. Mi[stris]. Ford, Your sorrow hath eaten vp my sufferance; I see you are obsequious in your loue, and I professe requitall to a haires bredth, not onely Mist[ris]. Ford, in the simple office of loue, but in all the accustrement, complement, and ceremony of it: But are you sure of your husband now? Mis.Ford. Hee's a birding (sweet Sir Iohn.) Mis.Page. What hoa, gossip Ford: what hoa Mis.Ford. Step into th' chamber, Sir Iohn Mis.Page. How now (sweete heart) whose at home besides your selfe? Mis.Ford. Why none but mine owne people Mis.Page. Indeed? Mis.Ford. No certainly: Speake louder Mist.Pag. Truly, I am so glad you haue no body here Mist.Ford. Why? Mis.Page. Why woman, your husband is in his olde lines againe: he so takes on yonder with my husband, so railes against all married mankinde; so curses all Eues daughters, of what complexion soeuer; and so buffettes himselfe on the for-head: crying peere-out, peere-out, that any madnesse I euer yet beheld, seem'd but tamenesse, ciuility, and patience to this his distemper he is in now: I am glad the fat Knight is not heere Mist.Ford. Why, do's he talke of him? Mist.Page. Of none but him, and sweares he was caried out the last time hee search'd for him, in a Basket: Protests to my husband he is now heere, & hath drawne him and the rest of their company from their sport, to make another experiment of his suspition: But I am glad the Knight is not heere; now he shall see his owne foolerie