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The stumbling night did part our weary powers?
MESSENGER
Whoever spoke it, it is true, my lord.
LEWIS
Well; keep good quarter and good care to-night: [20]
The day shall not be up so soon as I,
To try the fair adventure of to-morrow.
[Exeunt.]
Scene VI IT
[An open place in the neighbourhood of Swinstead Abbey.]
Enter the Bastard and Hubert, severally.
HUBERT
Who’s there? speak, ho! speak quickly, or I shoot.
BASTARD
A friend. What art thou?
HUBERT
Of the part of England.
BASTARD
Whither dost thou go?
HUBERT
What’s that to thee? [Pause.] Why, may not I demand
Of thine affairs as well as thou of mine? [5]
BASTARD
Hubert, I think.
