[The Knight goes.]
JESTER. Will the Abbot take his head back with him? I'll give you two guesses, ladies! I'll give you two guesses, lords!
[Enter the KNIGHT and the SHEPHERD dressed as the ABBOT.]
ABBOT. Your Majesty, I am here.
KING. Well, then, tell me how long I shall live.
ABBOT. Sire, you shall live till the day that you die, and not one day longer.
KING. Ha, ha! You are witty, Abbot. Now tell me what I think.
ABBOT. You think I am the Abbot, Sire. I am only his poor Shepherd. Behold!
[He throws off his gown and cap.]
KING. Ha, ha, ha! Truly you are a witty fellow! I like you for it, that I do!