1 K. Hola! Cockle! Where are ye? Why, Man, we have nabb'd a Pack of Rogues here just in the Fact.
King. Ha, ha, ha! What, turn'd Highwaymen, my Lords? or Deer-stealers?
1 C. I am very glad to find your Majesty in Health and Safety.
2 C. We have run thro' a great many Perils and Dangers to Night, but the Joy of finding your Majesty so unexpectedly, will make us forget all we have suffer'd.
Mil. and Dick. What! is this the King?
King. I am very glad to see you, my Lords, I confess; and particularly you, my Lord Lurewell.
Lure. Your Majesty does me Honour.
King. Yes, my Lord, and I will do you Justice too; your Honour has been highly wrong'd by this young Man.
Lure. Wrong'd, my Liege!
King. I hope so, my Lord; for I wou'd fain believe you can't be guilty of Baseness and Treachery.