Pist. Why then Lament therefore
Shal. Giue me pardon, Sir. If sir, you come with news from the Court, I take it, there is but two wayes, either to vtter them, or to conceale them. I am Sir, vnder the King, in some Authority
Pist. Vnder which King?
Bezonian, speake, or dye
Shal. Vnder King Harry
Pist. Harry the Fourth? or Fift?
Shal. Harry the Fourth
Pist. A footra for thine Office.
Sir Iohn, thy tender Lamb-kinne, now is King,
Harry the Fift's the man, I speake the truth.
When Pistoll lyes, do this, and figge-me, like
The bragging Spaniard
Fal. What, is the old King dead?
Pist. As naile in doore.
The things I speake, are iust
Fal. Away Bardolfe, Sadle my Horse,
Master Robert Shallow, choose what Office thou wilt
In the Land, 'tis thine. Pistol, I will double charge thee
With Dignities
Bard. O ioyfull day:
I would not take a Knighthood for my Fortune
Pist. What? I do bring good newes