[475] Stan. Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess.
K. Rich. Unless for that he comes to be your liege,
[♦] You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman comes.
Thou wilt revolt and fly to him, I fear.
[♦] Stan. No, mighty liege; therefore mistrust me not.
[480] K. Rich. Where is thy power then to beat him back?
[♦] Where are thy tenants and thy followers?
Are they not now upon the western shore,
[♦] Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships?
Stan. No, my good lord, my friends are in the north.