FALSTAFF.
He had his part of it, let him pay.
HOSTESS.
He? Alas, he is poor, he hath nothing.
FALSTAFF.
How? Poor? Look upon his face. What call you rich? Let them coin his nose, let them coin his cheeks. I’ll not pay a denier. What, will you make a younker of me? Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn but I shall have my pocket picked? I have lost a seal-ring of my grandfather’s worth forty mark.
HOSTESS.
O Jesu, I have heard the Prince tell him, I know not how oft, that that ring was copper.
FALSTAFF.
How? The Prince is a Jack, a sneak-up. ’Sblood, an he were here, I would cudgel him like a dog if he would say so.
Enter Prince Henry with Peto, marching. Falstaff meets him, playing on his truncheon like a fife.
How now, lad? Is the wind in that door, i’faith? Must we all march?
BARDOLPH.
Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion.
HOSTESS.
My lord, I pray you, hear me.
PRINCE.
What say’st thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth thy husband? I love him well; he is an honest man.