P. Hen. What, four? thou said'st but two, even now.
Fal. Four, Hal; I told thee four.
Poins. Ay, ay, he said four.
Fal. These four came all a-front, and mainly thrust at me. I made no more ado, but took all their seven points in my target, thus.
P. Hen. Seven? why, there were but four, even now.
Fal. In buckram.
Poins. Ay, four in buckram suits.
Fal. Seven, by these hilts, or I am a villain else.
P. Hen. Pr'ythee, let him alone; we shall have more anon.
Fal. Dost thou hear me, Hal?