A Room in the Garter Inn.
 Enter FALSTAFF and MISTRESS QUICKLY.

Falstaff	Prithee no more prattling. Go. I'll hold. This is the 
	third time: I hope good luck lies in odd numbers. Away, 
	go! They say there is divinity in odd numbers, either in 
	nativity, chance, or death. Away!

Quickly	I'll provide you a chain, and I'll do what I can to get 
	you a pair of horns.

Falstaff	Away, I say! Time wears: hold up your head, and mince.
												[Exit MISTRESS QUICKLY.

                     Enter FORD, disguised as Brook.

	How now, Master Brook! Master Brook, the matter will be 
	known tonight, or never. Be you in the Park about 
	midnight, at Herne's oak, and you shall see wonders.

Ford	Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me you had 
	appointed?

Falstaff	I went to her, Master Brook, as you see, like a poor old 
	man, but I came from her, Master Brook, like a poor old 
	woman. That same knave Ford, her husband, hath the finest 
	mad devil of jealousy in him, Master Brook, that ever 
	governed frenzy. I will tell you, he beat me grievously - 
	in the shape of a woman - for, in the shape of man, Master 
	Brook, I fear not Goliath with a weaver's beam, because I 
	know also life is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along with 
	me, I'll tell you all, Master Brook. Since I plucked 
	geese, played truant, and whipped top, I knew not what 
	'twas to be beaten till lately. Follow me; I'll tell you 
	strange things of this knave Ford, on whom tonight I will 
	be revenged, and I will deliver his wife into your hand. 
	Follow. Strange things in hand, Master Brook! Follow.
												[Exeunt.
