Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND
'Fore God, his grace is bold to trust these traitors.
They shall be apprehended by and by.
How smooth and even they do bear themselves,
As if allegiance in their bosoms sat
5Crownèd with faith and constant loyalty.
The king hath note of all that they intend,
By interception which they dream not of.
Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow,
Whom he hath dulled and cloyed with gracious favors—
10That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell
His sovereign’s life to death and treachery!
Trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY, SCROOP, CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and attendants
Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard.
—My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham,
And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts.
15Think you not that the powers we bear with us
Will cut their passage through the force of France,
Doing the execution and the act
For which we have in head assembled them?
No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best.