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And what offence it is to flout his friends. [75] [Exit.]

T ALBOT

I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
You may behold confusion of your foes.

Enter Vernon and Basset.

VERNON

Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.

BASSET

And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.

Y ORK

This is my servant: hear him, noble prince. [80]

SOMERSET

And this is mine: sweet Henry, favour him.

KING HENRY

Be patient, lords, and give them leave to speak.
Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim,
And wherefore crave you combat, or with whom?

VERNON

With him, my lord, for he hath done me wrong. [85]

BASSET

And I with him, for he hath done me wrong.

KING HENRY

What is that wrong whereof you both complain?
First let me know, and then I’ll answer you.

BASSET

Crossing the sea from England into France,
This fellow here with envious carping tongue [90]
Upbraided me about the rose I wear,