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King Henry the Fourth, II. ii

flesh so far afoot again for all the coin in thy

father's exchequer. What a plague mean ye to

colt me thus?

Prince. Thou liest: thou art not colted; thou

art uncolted.

Fal. I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to

my horse, good king's son.

Prince. Out, you rogue! shall I be your ostler?

Fal. Go, hang thyself in thine own heir appa-

rent garters! If I be ta'en I'll peach for this. An

I have not ballads made on you all, and sung to

filthy tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison: when

a jest is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it.

Enter Gadshill [and Bardolph].

Gads. Stand.

Fal. So I do, against my will.

Poins. O! 'tis our setter: I know his voice.

Bardolph, what news?

Bard. Case ye, case ye; on with your vizards:

there's money of the king's coming down the

hill; 'tis going to the king's exchequer.

Fal. You lie, you rogue; 'tis going to the

king's tavern.

Gads. There's enough to make us all.

Fal. To be hanged.

Prince. Sirs, you four shall front them in the

narrow lane; Ned Poins and I will walk lower:

if they 'scape from your encounter then they

light on us.

Peto. How many be there of them?

Gads. Some eight or ten.

 43 colt: make a fool of

50 peach: turn informer

53 forward: bold

56 setter: the one who set the match; cf. I. ii. 118

58 Case ye: put on your masks 