Enter FAUCONBRIDGE and BLOCK.
JOHN. How now, what way took Fauconbridge, I wonder?
That is not Gloster, sure, that attends on him?
FAU. He came not at the sheriff's by the morrow-mass,
I sought the Goldsmiths' row, and found him not;
Sirrah, y'are sure he sent not home my chain?
BLO. Who should send [home] your chain, sir?
FAU. The prince, Prince John; I lent it him to-day.
JOHN. What's this they talk?
BLO. By my truth, sir, and ye lent it him, I think you may go look it: for one of the drawers of the Salutation told me even now, that he had took up a chamber there till evening, and then he will away to Kent.
FAU. Body of me, he means to spend my chain.
Come, Block; I'll to him.
JOHN. Hear you, Fauconbridge;
FAU. Why, what a knave art thou? yonder's Prince John.