Who brooked it not.
Pembroke. Who were they?
Straw. Old Cade, one;
Who struck down the Lord Say,—not this base coystrel,
Courtnay, but e'en Lord Say,—because he spurned him.
Pembroke. He died for it.
Straw. But what of that? 'Tis better
To die than thus to live. His stripling son,—
Young Cade,—remember you Jack Cade?
Pembroke. Not I.