[They stop his mouth, and bear him in.
Jer. Is not this a monstrous courtier?
Hor. He is the court-toad, father.
King. Tribute denied us? ha!
And. It is, my liege, and that with no mean words:
He will redeem his honour lost with swords.
King. So daring! ha! so peremptory!
Can you remember the words he spake?
And. Word for word, my gracious sovereign,
And these they were—thus much—return to Spain: