SCENE XI.
Enter Mr. Fenton.
Fent.
How now, good woman, how dost thou?
Quic.
The better that it pleases your good worship to ask.
Fent.
What news? how does pretty mistress Anne?
Quic.
In truth Sir, and she is pretty, and honest, and gentle,
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and one that is your friend, I can tell you that by the way, I
praise heav'n for it.
Fent.
Shall I do any good, think'st thou? shall I not lose my
suit?
Quic.
Troth, Sir, all is in his hands above; but notwithstanding,
master Fenton, I'll be sworn on a book she loves you:
have not your worship a wart above your eye?
Fent.
Yes marry have I; and what of that?
Quic.
Well, thereby hangs a tale; good faith, it is such another
Nan; but, I detest, an honest maid as ever broke bread;
we had an hour's talk of that wart: I shall never laugh but in
that maid's company! but indeed she is given too much to allicholly
and musing; but for you—Well—go to—
Fent.
Well, I shall see her to-day; hold, there's mony for
thee: let me have thy voice in my behalf; if thou seest her before
me, commend me—
Quic.
Will I? ay faith that we will: and I will tell your worship
more of the wart, the next time we have confidence, and
of other wooers.
Fent.
Well, farewel, I am in great haste now.
[Exit.
Quic.
Farewel to your worship. Truly an honest gentleman,
but Anne loves him not; I know Anne's mind as well as another
does. Out upon't, what have I forgot?
[Exit.
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George Sewell [1723–5], The works of Shakespear in six [seven] volumes. Collated and Corrected by the former Editions, By Mr. Pope ([Vol. 7] Printed by J. Darby, for A. Bettesworth [and] F. Fayram [etc.], London) [word count] [S11101].