P. Hen. Ay, and mark thee too, Jack.
Fal. Do, so, for it is worth the listening to. The nine in buckram that I told thee of,——
P. Hen. So, two more already.
Fal. Their points being broken,——
Poins. Down fell their hose.
Fal. Began to give me ground: But I followed me close, came in foot and hand: and, with a thought, seven of the eleven I paid.
P. Hen. O monstrous! eleven buckram men grown out of two!
Fal. But, as the devil would have it, three misbegotten knaves, in Kendal green, came at my back, and let drive at me; for it was so dark, Hal, that thou couldst not see thy hand.
P. Hen. These lies are like the father that begets them; gross as a mountain, open palpable. Why, thou clay-brained guts; thou knotty-pated fool! thou whoreson, obscene, greasy, tallow-keech,—
Fal. What, art thou mad? art thou mad? is not the truth, the truth?