Falstaff folds his hands over his belly, nodding importantly.

"It came at me, I say, and I stood firm. When it saw I would not be moved, it roared again, and let me never touch another drop of sack if the ground itself did not split before me! Oh, such a sight would harrow any man, but I say it would do many a man's soul good to see whither he might be taken if he stray from righteousness, as did that foul rebel Percy. For into that dreadful crack did the beast descend, and with Percy in its jaws -- and when the crack closed, why, I thanked the Lord that gave my arm the strength to rid England of such a villain."