ACT V.
1. SCENE I. The Forest of Arden.
[Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY.]
TOUCHSTONE.
We shall find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey.
AUDREY.
Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old gentleman's
saying.
TOUCHSTONE.
A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile Martext.
But, Audrey, there is a youth here in the forest lays claim to
you.
AUDREY.
Ay, I know who 'tis: he hath no interest in me in the
world: here comes the man you mean.
[Enter WILLIAM.]
TOUCHSTONE.
It is meat and drink to me to see a clown: By my troth,
we that have good wits have much to answer for; we shall be
flouting; we cannot hold.
WILLIAM.
Good even, Audrey.
AUDREY.
God ye good even, William.
WILLIAM.
And good even to you, sir.
TOUCHSTONE.
Good even, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy
head; nay, pr'ythee, be covered. How old are you, friend?
WILLIAM.
Five and twenty, sir.
TOUCHSTONE.
A ripe age. Is thy name William?
WILLIAM.
William, sir.
TOUCHSTONE.
A fair name. Wast born i' the forest here?
WILLIAM.
Ay, sir, I thank God.
TOUCHSTONE.
Thank God;--a good answer. Art rich?
WILLIAM.
Faith, sir, so-so.
TOUCHSTONE.
So-so is good, very good, very excellent good:--and
yet it is not; it is but so-so. Art thou wise?
WILLIAM.
Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit.
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