As if allegiance in their bosoms sat,
Crowned with faith and constant loyalty.
Bed. The king hath note of all that they intend,
By interception which they dream not of.
Exe. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow,([A])
Whom he hath cloy’d and grac’d with princely favours,—
That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell
His sovereign’s life to death and treachery!
Distant Trumpets sound. Enter King Henry, Scroop, Cambridge, Grey, Lords and Attendants, U.E.L.H.
K. Hen. Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard.