Nay, for methought yesterday your mistress shrewdly shook your back.

DOL. So perhaps did yours.

CON. Mine was not bridled.

DOL. O then belike she was old and gentle, and you rode like a kern of Ireland, your French hose off, and in your strait strossers.

CON. You have good judgment in horsemanship.

DOL. Be warn'd by me then: they that ride so, and ride not warily, fall into foul bogs. I had rather have my horse to my mistress.

CON. I had as live have my mistress a jade.

DOL. I tell thee, Constable, my mistress wears his own hair.

CON. I could make as true a boast as that, if I had a sow to my mistress.

DOL. »Le chien est retourné à son propre vomissement, et la [truie] lavée au bourbier.« Thou mak'st use of any thing.

CON. Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress, or any such proverb so little kin to the purpose.

RAM. My Lord Constable, the armor that I saw in your tent to-night, are those stars or suns upon it?

CON. Stars, my lord.

DOL. Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.

CON. And yet my sky shall not want.

DOL. That may be, for you bear a many superfluously, and 'twere more honor some were away.

CON. Ev'n as your horse bears your praises, who would trot as well, were some of your brags dismounted.

DOL. Would I were able to load him with his desert! Will it never be day? I will trot to-morrow a mile, and my way shall be pav'd with English faces.

CON. I will not say so, for fear I should be fac'd out of my way. But I would it were morning, for I would fain be about the ears of the English.

RAM. Who will go to hazard with me for twenty prisoners?

CON. You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have them.

DOL. 'Tis midnight, I'll go arm myself.

 

Exit.

 

ORL. The Dolphin longs for morning.

RAM. He longs to eat the English.

CON. I think he will eat all he kills.

ORL. By the white hand of my lady, he's a gallant prince.

CON. Swear by her foot, that she may tread out the oath.

ORL. He is simply the most active gentleman of France.

CON.