[♦] With Eben staues, and Standbags combatting
In Smythfield, before your Royall Maiestie. Exet Humphrey.
130 Armour. And I accept the Combat willingly.
[♦] Peter. Alasse my Lord, I am not able to fight.
Suffolke. You must either fight sirra or else be hangde:
[♦] Go take them hence againe to prison. Exet with them. The Queene lets fall her gloue, and hits the Duches of Gloster, a boxe on the eare.
Queene. Giue me my gloue. Why Minion can you not see? She strikes her.
135 I cry you mercy Madame, I did mistake,
I did not thinke it had bene you.
[♦] Elnor. Did you not proud French-woman,