FAU. The swift-heel'd knave is fled; Body-a-me, here's rule; here's work indeed. KING. Follow that Skink; let privy search be made; Let not one pass, except he be well-known; Let posts be every way sent speedily For ten miles' compass round about the city. HEN. Take Gloster to you, Lieutenant of the Tower. Keep him aside, till we confer awhile. Father, you must subscribe to his committing. LAN. Why must he, Henry? LEI. Marry, for this cause: He hath broke peace, and violated laws. GLO. So have you all done, rebels as you be. FAU. Good words, good brother; hear me, gracious lords. HEN. I prythee, Fauconbridge, be patient. Gloster must of force answer this contempt. KING. I will not yield; he shall unto the Tower, Warden of th'Fleet, take you the charge of Gloster. HEN. Why, be it so; yet stay with him awhile, Till we take order for the company, That shall attend him, and resort to him. GLO. Warden of the Fleet, I see I am your charge, Befriend me thus, lest by their command I be prevented of what I intend. KEEP. Command me any service in my power. GLO. I pray you call some nimble-footed fellow To do a message for me to my sister. KEEP. Call in Redcap; he waiteth with a tipstaff, [_Exit one for him_. He stammers; but he's swift and trusty, sir. SCENE THE FOURTH. _Enter_ REDCAP. GLO. No matter for the stammering; is this he? RED. Ay, I am Re-Redcap, s-s-sir. GLO. Run. Redcap, to Stepney. RED. I'll be at Stepney p-p-presently. GLO. Nay, stay; go to the Lady Fauconbridge, my sister. RED. The La-La-Lady Fau-Fau-Fauconbreech? I r-r-run, sir! GLO. But take thy errand; tell her I am prisoner, Committed to the Fleet. RED. I am g-g-glad of th-th-that, my fa-fa-father the p-p-porter sha-shall ge-ge-get a f-f-fee by you. [_Still runs_. GLO. Stand still a while--desire her to make means Unto Prince Richard for my liberty; At thy return (make speed) I will reward thee. RED. I am g-g-gone, si-sir. RICH. Commend me to her, gentle Huntington; Tell her in these affairs I'll stand her friend, Her brother shall not long be prisoner: Say I will visit her immediately. Begone, sweet boy, to Marion Fauconbridge, Thou lookest like love: persuade her to be loving. ROB. So far as honour will, I will persuade; I'll lay love's battery to her modest ears; Second my mild assault, you may chance win, Fair parley at the least may hap pass in. [_Exit_. HEN. Here, take your charge; let no man speak with him, Except ourself, our brethren, or Earl Leicester. FAU. Not I, my lord? may not I speak with him? HEN. Yes, Fauconbridge, thou shalt. JOHN. And why? he is his wife's brother. FAU. Earl John, although I be, I am true unto the state, and so is he. GLO. What, shall I have no servant of my own? HEN. No, but the household servants of the Fleet.