[Exeunt.
SCENE THE TWENTY-NINTH.
Enter REDCAP and GLOSTER.
RED. Do ye s-s-say, fa-fa-father hermit, th-that Gl-Gloster is about this heath?
GLO. He is upon this heath, son; look about it.
Run but the compass, thou shalt find him out.
RED. R-r-run? I'll r-run the co-compass of all K-Kent but I'll f-find him out; my f-f-father (where'er he lays his head) dare ne-never come home, I know, t-t-till he be fo-fo-found.
GLO. Well, thou shalt find him. Know'st thou who's a-hunting?
RED. M-m-marry, 'tis the Earls of La-La-Lancaster and Le-Leicester, Fa-fa-farewell, f-father; and I find Skink or Glo-Gloster, I'll g-g-give thee the pr-price of a penny p-p-pudding for thy p-pains. [Exit.
GLO. Adieu, good friend: this is sure the fellow
I sent on message from the Parl'ament—
The porter's son—he's still in quest of me,
And Skink, that cosen'd him of his red cap!
Enter RICHARD, like a Serving-man.