LAN. He's come again! O knave, 'tis the worse for thee: [_Mistakes_ GLOSTER _for the_ HERMIT. Keep from me: be content with that thou hast, And see thou fly this heath, for, if I take thee, I'll make thee to all thieves a spectacle. Had my staff held, thou hadst not 'scap'd me so. But come not near me, fellow, thou art not[534] best, Holla, Earl Leicester! holla, huntsmen, ho! GLO. Upon my life, old Lancaster, a-hunting, Hath met my fellow-hermit. Could I meet him, I'd play [at] rob-thief, at least part stakes with him. _Enter_ SKINK _as a hermit_. SKINK. Zounds, he is yonder alone. _Enter_ REDCAP _with a cudgel_. SKINK. Now revenge thyself on yonder slave[535], 'Snails, still prevented? this same Redcap rogue Runs like hob goblin up and down the heath. RED. Wh-wh-wh-whoop, he-hermit, ye ha-ha-ma-ma-made Re-Redcap run a fine co-co-compass, ha-have you not? SKINK. I made thee run? GLO. Yonder's my evil angel. Were Redcap gone, Gloster would conjure him. RED. Je-Je-Jesus bl-bless me, whoop! t-t-two hermits? I'll ca-ca-caperclaw t-t-t'one of ye, for mo-mo-mocking me, and I d-d-do not ha-ha-hang me. Wh-wh-which is the fa-fa-false k-k-k-knave? for I am s-s-sure the old he-he-hermit wo-would never mo-mock an honest man. GLO. He is the counterfeit; he mock'd thee, fellow. I did not see thee in my life before, He wears my garments, and has cosened me. RED. Have you co-co-cosened the he-he-hermit and m-made Redcap run to no pu-pu-purpose? SKINK. No, he's [a] counterfeit; I will tell no lies, As sure as Skink deceiv'd thee of thy clothes, Sent thee to Kent, gave thee thy fare by water, So sure, he's false, and I the perfect hermit. GLO. This villain is a conjuror, I doubt, Were he the devil, yet I would not budge. RED. Si-si-sirrah, you are the co-counterfeit. O, this is the tr-tr-true he-hermit. Sta-sta-stand still, g-good man, at that, I'll bu-bumbast you i'faith, I'll make you g-give the old m-m-man his gown. [_Offers to strike_; GLOSTER _trips up his heels; shifts_ SKINK _into his place_. G-G-God's lid, are ye go-good at that? I'll cu-cudgel ye f-f-for the tr-tr-trick. SKINK. It was not I; 'twas he, that cast thee down. RED. You li-li-li-lie, you ra-ra-rascal, you; I le-left ye st-standing he-here. SKINK. Zounds, hold, you stammerer, or I'll cut your stumps. GLO. He is for me; he's weapon'd--I like that! RED. O, here's a ro-ro-rogue in-ca-ca-carnate, help, mu-murder, murder. _Enter_ LANCASTER _and_ HUNTSMEN _at one door_, LEICESTER _and_ HUNTSMEN _at another_. LAN. Lay hold upon that thievish counterfeit. LEI. Why, here's another hermit, Lancaster: GLO. I am the hermit, sir; that wretched man Doth many a robbery in my disguise: SKINK. It's he that robs; he slanders me; he lies. LAN. Which set on thee? RED. Th-this f-f-fellow has a s-s-sword and a buckler.