No Fear Act 4 Scene 8
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Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER
WARWICK and GLOUCESTER enter.

WARWICK

How now, how now, what’s the matter?

WARWICK

Now, now! What’s all this? What’s going on?

FLUELLEN

My Lord of Warwick, here is, praised be God for it, a most contagious treason come to light, look you, as you shall desire in a summer’s day.

FLUELLEN

My Lord of Warwick, a most corrupt treason—God be praised for it!—has been discovered, as plain as any you’d hope to see on a summer’s day.
Enter KING HENRY and EXETER
KING HENRY and EXETER enter.
Here is his Majesty.
Here is his Majesty.

KING HENRY

How now, what’s the matter?

KING HENRY

Well, now! What’s the matter?

FLUELLEN

My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that, look your Grace, has struck the glove which your Majesty is take out of the helmet of Alençon.

FLUELLEN

My liege, this man is a villain and a traitor, who—see, your Grace—has struck the glove which your Majesty took from Alençon’s helmet.

WILLIAMS

My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow of it. And he that I gave it to in change promised to wear it in his cap. I promised to strike him if he did. I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my word.

WILLIAMS

My liege, this was my glove. Here is its mate, and the man I gave it to promised to wear it in his cap, and I promised to strike him if he did. I met this man with my glove in his cap, and I have been as good as my word.

FLUELLEN

30Your Majesty, hear now, saving your Majesty’s manhood, what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy knave it is. I hope your Majesty is pear me testimony and witness, and will avouchment that this is the glove of Alençon that your Majesty is give me, in your conscience now.

FLUELLEN

Your Majesty, see here—if it won’t offend your Grace—what a complete, rascally, beggarly, lousy rat this is. I hope your Majesty will, in all good conscience, bear me out and vouch for the fact that this is the glove of Alençon and that your Majesty gave it to me.

KING HENRY

35Give me thy glove, soldier. Look, here is the fellow of it.
'Twas I indeed thou promised’st to strike,
And thou hast given me most bitter terms.

KING HENRY

Give me your glove, soldier: look, here is its mate. It was I, in fact, whom you promised to strike. And you spoke of me in the harshest terms.