still. HOSTESS. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown. I hope you'll come to supper. you'll pay me all together? FALSTAFF. Will I live? [To BARDOLPH] Go, with her, with her; hook on, hook on. HOSTESS. Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at supper? FALSTAFF. No more words; let's have her. Exeunt HOSTESS, BARDOLPH, and OFFICERS CHIEF JUSTICE. I have heard better news. FALSTAFF. What's the news, my lord? CHIEF JUSTICE. Where lay the King to-night? GOWER. At Basingstoke, my lord. FALSTAFF. I hope, my lord, all's well. What is the news, my lord? CHIEF JUSTICE. Come all his forces back? GOWER. No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse, Are march'd up to my Lord of Lancaster, Against Northumberland and the Archbishop. FALSTAFF. Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord? CHIEF JUSTICE. You shall have letters of me presently. Come, go along with me, good Master Gower. FALSTAFF. My lord! CHIEF JUSTICE. What's the matter? FALSTAFF. Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner? GOWER. I must wait upon my good lord here, I thank you, good Sir John. CHIEF JUSTICE. Sir John, you loiter here too long, being you are to take soldiers up in counties as you go. FALSTAFF. Will you sup with me, Master Gower? CHIEF JUSTICE. What foolish master taught you these manners, Sir John? FALSTAFF. Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool that taught them me. This is the right fencing grace, my lord; tap for tap, and so part fair. CHIEF JUSTICE. Now, the Lord lighten thee! Thou art a great fool. Exeunt SCENE II. London. Another street Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS