HOSTESS.
Well, fare thee well. I have known thee these twenty-nine years, come peascod-time; but an honester and truer-hearted man—well, fare thee well.
BARDOLPH.
[Within.] Mistress Tearsheet!
HOSTESS.
What’s the matter?
BARDOLPH.
[Within.] Bid Mistress Tearsheet come to my master.
HOSTESS.
O, run, Doll, run; run, good Doll; come. She comes blubbered. Yea, will you come, Doll?
[Exeunt.]
ACT III
SCENE I. Westminster. The palace.
Enter the King in his nightgown, with a Page.
KING.
Go call the Earls of Surrey and of Warwick;
But, ere they come, bid them o’er-read these letters
And well consider of them. Make good speed.