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3. SCENE III. Another part of the forest.
 (continued)COLEVILE.
I am, my lord, but as my betters are
 That led me hither:  had they been ruled by me,
 You should have won them dearer than you have.
 
 FALSTAFF.
I know not how they sold themselves:  but thou, like a kind
 fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I thank thee for thee.
 
 [Re-enter Westmoreland.]
 LANCASTER.
Now, have you left pursuit?
 
 WESTMORELAND.
Retreat is made and execution stay'd.
 
 LANCASTER.
Send Colevile with his confederates
 To York, to present execution.
 Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure.
 
 [Exeunt Blunt and others with Colevile.]
 
 And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords:
 I hear the king my father is sore sick:
 Our news shall go before us to his majesty,
 Which, cousin, you shall bear to comfort him,
 And we with sober speed will follow you.
 
 FALSTAFF.
My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go through Gloucestershire:
 and, when you come to court, stand my good lord, pray, in your good
 report.
 
 LANCASTER.
Fare you well, Falstaff:  I, in my condition,
 Shall better speak of you than you deserve.
 
 [Exeunt all but Falstaff.]
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