CHAMBERLAIN.
Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief.
GADSHILL.
Go to; homo is a common name to all men. Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewell, you muddy knave.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE II. The Road by Gads-hill.
Enter Prince Henry and Poins; Bardolph and Peto at some distance.
POINS.
Come, shelter, shelter! I have removed Falstaff’s horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet.
PRINCE.
Stand close.
[They retire.]
Enter Falstaff.
FALSTAFF.
Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!