A street leading to the Park

Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and DOCTOR CAIUS

Master Doctor, my daughter is in green; when
you see your time, take her by the hand, away with her to
the deanery, and dispatch it quickly. Go before into the
Park; we two must go together.

I know vat I have to do; adieu.

Fare you well, sir. [Exit CAIUS] My husband
will not rejoice so much at the abuse of Falstaff as he will
chafe at the doctor's marrying my daughter; but 'tis no
matter; better a little chiding than a great deal of
heartbreak.

Where is Nan now, and her troop of fairies, and
the Welsh devil, Hugh?

They are all couch'd in a pit hard by Herne's
oak, with obscur'd lights; which, at the very instant of
Falstaff's and our meeting, they will at once display to the
night.

That cannot choose but amaze him.

If he be not amaz'd, he will be mock'd; if he be
amaz'd, he will every way be mock'd.

We'll betray him finely.

Against such lewdsters and their lechery,
Those that betray them do no treachery.

The hour draws on. To the oak, to the oak!

Exeunt