PRIEST. Tis gone, Doll, tis flown; merely come, merely gone: he comes a horse back that much pay for all. We’ll have as good meat as money can get, and as good gowns as can be bought for gold. Be merry, wench, the malt-man comes on Monday. DOLL. You might have left me at Cobham, until you had been better provided for. PRIEST. No, sweet Doll, no: I do not like that. Yond old ruffian is not for the priest: I do not like a new clerk should come in the old belfry. DOLL. Ah, thou art a mad priest, yfaith. PRIEST. Come, Doll; I’ll see thee safe at some alehouse here at Cray, and the next sheep that comes shall leave his fleece. [Exeunt.] ACT III. SCENE IV. Blackheath. [Enter the King, Suffolk and Butler.] KING. [In great haste.] My lord of Suffolk, post away for life, And let our forces of such horse and foot, As can be gathered up by any means, Make speedy rendezvous in Tuttle fields. It must be done this evening, my Lord; This night the rebels mean to draw to head Near Islington, which if your speed prevent not, If once they should unite their several forces, Their power is almost thought invincible. Away, my Lord; I will be with you soon. SUFFOLK. I go, my Sovereign, with all happy speed. [Exit.] KING. Make haste, my lord of Suffolk, as you love us. Butler, post you to London with all speed; Command the Mayor and shrieves, on their allegiance, The city gates be presently shut up And guarded with a strong sufficient watch, And not a man be suffered to pass Without a special warrant from our self. Command the Postern by the Tower be kept, And proclamation, on the pain of death, That not a citizen stir from his doors, Except such as the Mayor and Shrieves shall choose For their own guard and safety of their persons. Butler, away; have care unto my charge. BUTLER. I go, my Sovereign. KING. Butler! BUTLER. My Lord. KING. Go down by Greenwich, and command a boat At the Friar’s bridge attend my coming down. BUTLER. I will, my Lord. [Exit.] KING. It’s time, I think, to look unto rebellion, When Acton doth expect unto his aid No less than fifty thousand Londoners. Well, I’ll to Westminster in this disguise, To hear what news is stirring in these brawls. [Enter sir John and Doll.] SIR JOHN. Stand, true-man! says a thief. KING. Stand, thief! says a true man. How if a thief? SIR JOHN. Stand, thief, too. KING. Then, thief or true-man, I see I must stand. I see, how soever the world wags, the trade of thieving yet will never down. What art thou? SIR JOHN. A good fellow. KING. So am I too. I see thou dost know me. SIR JOHN. If thou be a good fellow, play the good fellow’s part: deliver thy purse without more ado. KING. I have no money. SIR JOHN. I must make you find some before we part. If you have no money, you shall have war: as many sound dry blows as your skin can carry. KING. Is that the plain truth? SIR JOHN. Sirra, no more ado; come, come, give me the money you have. Dispatch, I cannot stand all day.