_Wol._ This, and all else This talking lord can lay upon my credit, 265 I answer, is most false. The duke by law Found his deserts. How innocent I was From any private malice in his end, His noble jury and foul cause can witness. If I loved many words, lord, I should tell you 270 You have as little honesty as honour,[586] That in the way of loyalty and truth[587] Toward the king, my ever royal master, Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be,[588] And all that love his follies. _Sur._ By my soul, 275 Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou shouldst feel[589] My sword i' the life-blood of thee else. My lords, Can ye endure to hear this arrogance? And from this fellow? If we live thus tamely, To be thus jaded by a piece of scarlet,[590] 280 Farewell nobility; let his grace go forward, And dare us with his cap like larks.[591] _Wol._ All goodness Is poison to thy stomach. _Sur._ Yes, that goodness Of gleaning all the land's wealth into one, Into your own hands, cardinal, by extortion; 285 The goodness of your intercepted packets You writ to the pope against the king: your goodness, Since you provoke me, shall be most notorious. My Lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble,[592] As you respect the common good, the state 290 Of our despised nobility, our issues, Who, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen,[593] Produce the grand sum of his sins, the articles Collected from his life. I'll startle you Worse than the sacring bell, when the brown wench[594] 295 Lay kissing in your arms, lord cardinal. _Wol._ How much, methinks, I could despise this man. But that I am bound in charity against it![595] _Nor._ Those articles, my lord, are in the king's hand: But, thus much, they are foul ones. _Wol._ So much fairer 300 And spotless shall mine innocence arise, When the king knows my truth. _Sur._ This cannot save you:[596] I thank my memory, I yet remember Some of these articles, and out they shall. Now, if you can blush and cry 'guilty,' cardinal,[597] 305 You'll show a little honesty. _Wol._ Speak on, sir; I dare your worst objections: if I blush, It is to see a nobleman want manners. _Sur._ I had rather want those than my head. Have at you![598] First that, without the king's assent or knowledge, 310 You wrought to be a legate; by which power You maim'd the jurisdiction of all bishops.