SKINK. No, b-but ye sh-shall he-hear f-from her p-p-presently.
GLO. And p-presently, sir, off with your coat.
Nay, quick, uncase, I am bold to borrow it,
I'll leave my gown; change is no robbery.
Stutterer, it's so, ne'er flinch, ye cannot pass:
Cry, and by heaven I'll cut thy coward's throat,
Quickly cashier yourself: you see me stay.
SKINK. N-n-nay, b-b-but wh-wh-what m-mean ye?
GLO. To 'scape, I hope, sir, with your privilege—
[He takes his coat off.
How now, who's this? my fine familiar Skink,
Queen Beldam's minion?
SKINK. Zounds, ye see 'tis I.
GLO. Time sorts not now to know these mysteries.
How thou cam'st by this ring, or stol'st this coat,
They are mine now in possession, for which kindness,
If I escape, I'll get thee liberty,
Or fire the Fleet about the warden's ears.
Mumbudget, not a word, as thou lovest thy life.
SKINK. Ay mum, mum fair, pray God may chance it,
My lord, but that my case is desperate,
I'd see your eyes out, ere I would be cheated.
GLO. Walk like an earl, villain; some are coming.
SCENE THE THIRTEENTH.
Enter PRINCE JOHN and PORTER.