1. SCENE I. London. A street.
[Enter Falstaff, Page, and Bardolph.]
How now! whose mare's dead? what's the matter?
Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mistress Quickly.
Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph: cut me off the villain's
head: throw the quean in the channel.
Throw me in the channel! I'll throw thee in the channel.
Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly rogue! Murder, murder! Ah,
thou honey-suckle villain! wilt thou kill God's officers and the
Ah, thou honey-seed rogue! thou art a honey-seed, a man-queller,
and a woman-queller.
Keep them off, Bardolph.
A rescue! a rescue!
Good people, bring a rescue or two. Thou wo't, wo't thou?
thou wo't, wo't ta? do, do, thou rogue! do, thou hemp-seed!
Away, you scullion! you rampallian! you fustilarian! I'll tickle
[Enter the Lord Chief-Justice, and his men.]
What is the matter? keep the peace here, ho!
Good my lord, be good to me. I beseech you, stand to me.
How now, Sir John! what are you brawling here?
Doth this become your place, your time and business?
You should have been well on your way to York.
Stand from him, fellow: wherefore hang'st thou upon him?
O my most worshipful lord, an't please your grace, I am a
poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is arrested at my suit.
For what sum?