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SCENE II

Windsor Park.
Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER.

Page.
Come, come; we'll couch i' the castle-ditch
till we see the light of our fairies,
Remember, son Slender, my daughter.

Slen.
Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her
and we have a nay-word how to know one
another: I come to her in white, and cry
'mum;' she cries 'budget;' and by that we
know one another.

Shal.
That's good too: but what needs
either your 'mum' or her 'budget?' the white
will decipher her well enough. It hath struck
ten o'clock.

Page.
The night is dark; light and spirits
will become it well. Heaven prosper our
sport! No man means evil but the devil, and
we shall know him by his horns. Let's away;
follow me.
[Exeunt.

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