PAGE

I think you know him; Master Doctor Caius, the
renowned French physician.

SIR HUGH EVANS

Got's will, and his passion of my heart! I had as
lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge.

PAGE

Why?

SIR HUGH EVANS

He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates and Galen,
–and he is a knave besides; a cowardly knave as you
would desires to be acquainted withal.

PAGE

I warrant you, he's the man should fight with him.

SHALLOW

[Aside] O sweet Anne Page!

SHALLOW

It appears so by his weapons. Keep them asunder:
here comes Doctor Caius.

Enter Host, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY

PAGE

Nay, good master parson, keep in your weapon.

SHALLOW

So do you, good master doctor.

Host

Disarm them, and let them question: let them keep
their limbs whole and hack our English.

DOCTOR CAIUS

I pray you, let-a me speak a word with your ear.
Vherefore vill you not meet-a me?

SIR HUGH EVANS

[Aside to DOCTOR CAIUS] Pray you, use your patience:
in good time.

DOCTOR CAIUS

By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, John ape.