two of our jerkins and aprons; and Sir John
must not know of it: Bardolph hath brought
word. 20
First Draw. By the mass, here will be old
utis: it will be an excellent stratagem.
Sec. Draw. I'll see if I can find out Sneak.
Enter Hostess and Doll.
Host. I' faith, sweetheart, methinks now you 24
are in an excellent good temperality: your pul-
sidge beats as extraordinarily as heart would
desire; and your colour, I warrant you, is as
red as any rose; in good truth, la! But, i' faith, 28
you have drunk too much canaries, and that's
a marvellous searching wine, and it perfumes
the blood ere one can say, What's this? How
do you now? 32
Dol. Better than I was: hem!
Host. Why, that's well said; a good heart's
worth gold. Lo! here comes Sir John.
Enter Falstaff [singing].
Fal. 'When Arthur first in court'—Empty 36
the Jordan.—[Exit Drawer.]—'And was a
worthy king.' How now, Mistress Doll!
Host. Sick of a calm: yea, good faith.
Fal. So is all her sect; an they be once in a 40
calm they are sick.
Dol. A pox damn you, you muddy rascal, is
that all the comfort you give me?
Fal. You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll. 44
21, 22 old utis: rare sport
36 Cf. n.
37 Jordan: chamber-pot
39 calm: mistake for 'qualm'
40 sect: sex
