Flu. Your grace does me as great honours as can be desired in the hearts of his subjects: I would fain see the man, that has but two legs, that shall find himself aggriefed at this glove, that is all.
K. Hen. Knowest thou Gower?
Flu. He is my dear friend, an please you.
K. Hen. Pray thee, go seek him, and bring him to my tent.
Flu. (L.) I will fetch him.
Crosses to R., and exit R.H.
K. Hen. (L.C.) My lord of Warwick,—and my brother Gloster,
Both advance to the King.
Follow Fluellen closely at the heels:
The glove which I have given him for a favour