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 5 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. 10

_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._

NOTES: V, 2