Faith, but you do, in my mind.

MRS. FORD.
Well, I do, then; yet, I say, I could show you to the contrary.
O, Mistress Page! give me some counsel.

MRS. PAGE.
What's the matter, woman?

MRS. FORD.
O woman, if it were not for one trifling respect, I could come to
such honour!

MRS. PAGE.
Hang the trifle, woman; take the honour. What is it?--Dispense with
trifles;--what is it?

MRS. FORD.
If I would but go to hell for an eternal moment or so, I could be
knighted.

MRS. PAGE.
What? thou liest. Sir Alice Ford! These knights will hack; and so
thou shouldst not alter the article of thy gentry.

MRS. FORD.
We burn daylight: here, read, read; perceive how I might be knighted.
I shall think the worse of fat men as long as I have an eye to make
difference of men's liking: and yet he would not swear; praised
women's modesty; and gave such orderly and well-behaved reproof to