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34  Prince. And the boy that I gave Falstaff: a'

had him from me Christian; and look, if the fat

villain have not transformed him ape.

Bard. God save your Grace!

Prince. And yours, most noble Bardolph.

Poins. [To the Page.] Come, you virtuous ass,

you bashful fool, must you be blushing? where-

fore blush you now? What a maidenly man-at-

arms are you become! Is 't such a matter to

get a pottle-pot's maidenhead?

Page. A' calls me even now, my lord, through

a red lattice, and I could discern no part of his

face from the window: at last, I spied his eyes,

and methought he had made two holes in the

ale-wife's new petticoat, and peeped through.

Prince. Hath not the boy profited?

Bard. Away, you whoreson upright rabbit,

away!

Page. Away, you rascally Althea's dream,

away!

Prince. Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy?

Page. Marry, my lord, Althea dreamed she

was delivered of a firebrand; and therefore I call

him her dream.

Prince. A crown's worth of good interpreta- tion. There 'tis, boy. [Gives him money.]

Poins. O! that this good blossom could be

kept from cankers. Well, there is sixpence to

preserve thee.

Bard. An you do not make him be hanged

among you, the gallows shall have wrong.

Prince. And how doth thy master, Bardolph?

 86 pottle-pot: two-quart tankard

88 red lattice: ale-house window

95-100 Cf. n.

104 cankers: canker-worms 