Page 693 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

Enter Gadshill.

GADSHILL
Stand!

FALSTAFF
So I do, against my will.

POINS
[comes forward]
O, ’tis our setter; I know his voice.

BARDOLPH
What news?

GADSHILL
Case ye, case ye! On with your vizards! There’s [50] money of the king’s

coming down the hill; ’tis going to the king’s exchequer.

FALSTAFF
You lie, ye rogue! ’Tis going to the king’s tavern.

GADSHILL
There’s enough to make us all. [55]

FALSTAFF
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? [60]

GADSHILL