_Fal._ 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on?[3076] 130 how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no:[3077] or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What[3078] is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim[3078] reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday.[3079] 135 Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible,[3080] then. Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living?[3081] no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so ends my catechism. [_Exit._ 140 SCENE II. _The Rebel Camp._ _Enter_ WORCESTER _and_ VERNON.[3082] _Wor._ O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard, The liberal and kind offer of the king.[3083] _Ver._ 'Twere best he did. _Wor._ Then are we all undone.[3084] It is not possible, it cannot be, The king should keep his word in loving us;[3085] 5 He will suspect us still, and find a time To punish this offence in other faults:[3086] Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;[3087] For treason is but trusted like the fox,[3088] Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'd up,[3089] 10 Will have a wild trick of his ancestors. Look how we can, or sad or merrily,[3090] Interpretation will misquote our looks, And we shall feed like oxen at a stall, The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.[3091] 15 My nephew's trespass may be well forgot; It hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood; And an adopted name of privilege, A hare-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen: All his offences live upon my head 20 And on his father's; we did train him on, And, his corruption being ta'en from us,[3092] We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all. Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know, In any case, the offer of the king. 25 _Ver._ Deliver what you will; I'll say 'tis so.[3093][3094] Here comes your cousin.[3093] _Enter_ HOTSPUR _and_ DOUGLAS.[3095] _Hot._ My uncle is return'd:[3096] Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.[3096] Uncle, what news?[3096] 30 _Wor._ The king will bid you battle presently. _Doug._ Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.[3097] _Hot._ Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.[3097][3098] _Doug._ Marry, and shall, and very willingly.[3099] [_Exit._