The Merry Wives of Windsor: Act III

SCENE I. A field near Frogmore

Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple.

EVANS. I pray you now, good Master Slender’s servingman, and friend Simple by your name, which way have you looked for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic?

SIMPLE. Marry, sir, the Petty-ward, the Park-ward, every way; old Windsor way, and every way but the town way.

EVANS. I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way.

SIMPLE. I will, Sir.

[Exit Simple.]

EVANS Pless my soul, how full of cholers I am, and trempling of mind! I shall be glad if he have deceived...

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