BLO. Then the drawer's a knave; he told me Prince John was at the
Salutation.
JOHN. Where's Gloster, Fauconbridge?
FAU. Sweet prince, I know not.
JOHN. Come, jest not with me: tell me where he is?
FAU. I never saw him since the Parl'ament.
JOHN. Impudent liar, didst thou not even now
Say thou wouldst fetch him? Hadst thou not my sword?
FAU. Wert thou a king, I will not bear the lie.
Thy sword? no, boy; thou seest this sword is mine.
BLO. My master a liar? Zounds, wert thou a potentate!
FAU. I scorn to wear thy arms, untutor'd child,
I fetch thee, Gloster, shameless did I see thee,
Since as I went this morning to the Sheriffs,
Thou borrow'dst my gold chain!
JOHN. Thy chain?