K. John. A good blunt fellow.-Why, being young er born, Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance? Faul. I know not why, except to get the land. And were our father, and this son like him ;- I give Heaven thanks, I was not like to thee. K. John. Why, what a mad-cap hath Heaven lent us here! Eli. He hath a trick of Cœur-de-lion's face; K. John. Mine eye hath well examined his parts, And finds them perfect Richard.—Sirrah, speak, What doth move you to claim your brother's land? Rob. My gracious liege, when that my father lived, Your brother did employ my father much ; Faul Weil, sir, by this you cannot get my land; Your tale must be how he employ'd my mother. Bob. And once dispatch'd him in an embassy To Germany, there, with the emperor, To treat of high affairs touching that time: The advantage of his absence took the king, And in the mean time sojourn'd at my father's; Where how he did prevail I shame to speak: But truth is truth large lengths of seas and shores Between my father and my mother lay, (As I have heard my father speak himself,) When this same lusty gentleman was got. K. John Sirrah, your brother is legitimate; That marry wives.-→ Your father's heir must have your father's land. Faul. Of no more force to dispossess me, sir, Eli. Whether hadst thou rather be a Faulconbridge, And, like thy brother, to enjoy thy land, Faul. Madam, and it my brother had my shape, I would not be Sir Nob in any case. Eli. I like thee well :-Wilt thou forsake thy fortune, Bequeath thy land to him, and follow me? I am a soldier, and now bound to France. Faul. Brother, take you my land, I'll take my chance: Your face hath got five hundred pound a-year; Eli. Nay, I would have you go before me thither. Faul. Philip, my liege; so is my name begun; Kneel thou down, Philip, but arise more great; Faul. Brother, by my mother's side, give me your hand; My father gave me honour, yours gave land :- K. John. Go, Faulconbridge! now hast thou thy desire, A landless knight makes thee a landed 'squire.[Exit ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE. Come, madam, and come, Richard: we must speed For France, for France; for it is more than need. [Flourish of Drums and Trumpets.-Exeunt all but FAULCONbridge. Faul. A foot of honour better than I was; "Good den, Sir Richard". "God-a-mercy, fellow!" What woman post is this? hath she no husband Enter LADY FAULCONBRIDGE and GURNEY. How now, good lady? What brings you here to court so hastily? L. Faul. Where is that slave, thy brother? Where is he, That holds in chase mine honour up and down? L. Faul. Sir Robert's son! Ay, thou unreverend boy, Sir Robert's son: Why scorn'st thou at Sir Robert ? He is Sir Robert's son, and so art thou. Faul. James Gurney, wilt thou give us leave a while? Gur. Good leave, good Philip. Faul. Philip?-sparrow !-James, There's toys abroad; anon I'll tell thee more. [Exit GURNEY. Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's son: Sir Robert never holp to make this leg. L. Faul. Hast thou conspired with thy brother too, That for thine own gain should'st defend mine honour? What means this scorn, thou most untoward knave? Faul. Knight, knight, good mother: -Basiliskolike! What! I am dubb'd! I have it on my shoulder. I have disclaim'd Sir Robert, and my land; B Legitimation, name, and all is gone: Then, good my mother, let me know my father: Some proper man, I hope :- -Who was it, mother? L. Faul. Hast thou denied thyself a Faulconbridge? Faul. As faithfully as I deny the devil. L. Faul. King Richard Coeur-de-lion was thy father: By long and vehement suit I was seduced And they shall say, when Richard me begot, [Exeunt. |