Act 5, Scene 2
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.
Slender
Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her and we have a nay-word how to know one another: I come to her in white, and cry “mum;” she cries “budget;” and by that we know one another.
Shallow
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.
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.