SCENE II. A street

Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN

MISTRESS PAGE
Nay, keep your way, little gallant; you were wont to
be a follower, but now you are a leader. Whether
had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels?

ROBIN
I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a man
than follow him like a dwarf.

MISTRESS PAGE
O, you are a flattering boy: now I see you'll be a courtier.

Enter FORD

FORD
Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you?

MISTRESS PAGE
Truly, sir, to see your wife. Is she at home?

FORD
Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want
of company. I think, if your husbands were dead,
you two would marry.