CHIEF JUSTICE.
Sir John, I sent for you before your expedition to Shrewsbury.
FALSTAFF.
An ’t please your lordship, I hear his Majesty is returned with some discomfort from Wales.
CHIEF JUSTICE.
I talk not of his Majesty. You would not come when I sent for you.
FALSTAFF.
And I hear, moreover, his Highness is fallen into this same whoreson apoplexy.
CHIEF JUSTICE.
Well, God mend him! I pray you let me speak with you.
FALSTAFF.
This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of lethargy, an ’t please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling.
CHIEF JUSTICE.
What tell you me of it? Be it as it is.
FALSTAFF.
It hath it original from much grief, from study and perturbation of the brain. I have read the cause of his effects in Galen. It is a kind of deafness.
CHIEF JUSTICE.
I think you are fallen into the disease, for you hear not what I say to you.
FALSTAFF.
Very well, my lord, very well. Rather, an ’t please you, it is the disease of not listening, the malady of not marking, that I am troubled withal.