119: [Coming forward] Enter F. Rowe. [Starting from his concealment.
Capell.
124: _I love thee_] Ff Q3. _I love thee and none but thee_ (Q1 Q2) Malone.
125: [Gets ... linen.] Rowe.
128: _John! Robert_] _John Rugby_ Q3.
[Exit Robin.] Malone.
132: SCENE X. Pope.
134: _How now!_] _How now? who goes here?_ Halliwell (from Q1 Q2).
_How now! what"s here?_ S. Verges conj.
140: [Exeunt ... basket.] Rowe.
144: [Locking the door.] Capell.
144, 145: _So, now uncape_] om. Pope. _So, now uncouple_ Hanmer.
155: SCENE XI. Pope.
159: _who_] _what_ Grant White (Ritson conj.).
170: _foolish_] F2 F3 F4. _foolishion_ F1 Q3. _foolish eye on--carry on_ Jackson conj.
174: _to-morrow, eight_] F1 Q3. _to-morrow by eight_ F2 F3 F4.
178: [Aside to Mrs Ford] Capell.
179: _You use..._] _I, I; peace;--You use..._ Theobald (from Q1 Q2).
180: _Ay, I_] _I, I_ F1 Q3 F2. _I, I, I_ F3 F4.
181: _you_] _me_ Capell conj.
188: _at the day of judgement_] F1 Q3. om. F2 F3 F4.
211: Theobald inserts (from Q1 Q2) Evans. _In your teeth: for shame!_
SCENE IV. _A room in PAGE"S house._
_Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE._
_Fent._ I see I cannot get thy father"s love; Therefore no more turn me to him, sweet Nan.
_Anne._ Alas, how then?
_Fent._ Why, thou must be thyself.
He doth object I am too great of birth; And that, my state being gall"d with my expense, 5 I seek to heal it only by his wealth: Besides these, other bars he lays before me,-- My riots past, my wild societies; And tells me "tis a thing impossible I should love thee but as a property. 10
_Anne._ May be he tells you true.
_Fent._ No, heaven so speed me in my time to come!
Albeit I will confess thy father"s wealth Was the first motive that I woo"d thee, Anne: Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more value 15 Than stamps in gold or sums in sealed bags; And "tis the very riches of thyself That now I aim at.
_Anne._ Gentle Master Fenton, Yet seek my father"s love; still seek it, sir: If opportunity and humblest suit 20 Cannot attain it, why, then,--hark you hither!
[_They converse apart._
_Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and MISTRESS QUICKLY._
_Shal._ Break their talk, Mistress Quickly: my kinsman shall speak for himself.
_Sle._ I"ll make a shaft or a bolt on"t: "slid, "tis but venturing. 25
_Shal._ Be not dismayed.
_Slen._ No, she shall not dismay me: I care not for that, but that I am afeard.
_Quick._ Hark ye; Master Slender would speak a word with you. 30
_Anne._ I come to him. [_Aside_] This is my father"s choice.
O, what a world of vile ill-favour"d faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a-year!
_Quick._ And how does good Master Fenton? Pray you, a word with you. 35
_Shal._ She"s coming; to her, coz. O boy, thou hadst a father!
_Slen._ I had a father, Mistress Anne;--my uncle can tell you good jests of him. Pray you, uncle, tell Mistress Anne the jest, how my father stole two geese out of a pen, 40 good uncle.
_Shal._ Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you.
_Slen._ Ay, that I do; as well as I love any woman in Gloucestershire.
_Shal._ He will maintain you like a gentlewoman. 45
_Slen._ Ay, that I will, come cut and long-tail, under the degree of a squire.
_Shal._ He will make you a hundred and fifty pounds jointure.
_Anne._ Good Master Shallow, let him woo for himself. 50
_Shal._ Marry, I thank you for it; I thank you for that good comfort. She calls you, coz: I"ll leave you.
_Anne._ Now, Master Slender,--
_Slen._ Now, good Mistress Anne,--
_Anne._ What is your will? 55
_Slen._ My will! od"s heartlings, that"s a pretty jest indeed!
I ne"er made my will yet, I thank heaven; I am not such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise.
_Anne._ I mean, Master Slender, what would you with me? 60
_Slen._ Truly, for mine own part, I would little or nothing with you. Your father and my uncle hath made motions: if it be my luck, so; if not, happy man be his dole! They can tell you how things go better than I can: you may ask your father; here he comes. 65
_Enter PAGE and MISTRESS PAGE._
_Page._ Now, Master Slender: love him, daughter Anne.-- Why, how now! what does Master Fenton here?
You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my house: I told you, sir, my daughter is disposed of.
_Fent._ Nay, Master Page, be not impatient. 70
_Mrs Page._ Good Master Fenton, come not to my child.