KENT.
Good my lord, soothe him; let him take the fellow.
GLOUCESTER.
Take him you on.
KENT.
Sirrah, come on; go along with us.
LEAR.
Come, good Athenian.
GLOUCESTER.
No words, no words, hush.
EDGAR.
Child Rowland to the dark tower came,
His word was still—Fie, foh, and fum,
I smell the blood of a British man.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE V. A Room in Gloucester’s Castle
Enter Cornwall and Edmund.
CORNWALL.
I will have my revenge ere I depart his house.