DUKE OF YORK Which for some reasons, sir, I mean to see.
I fear, I fear,--
DUCHESS OF YORK What should you fear?
'Tis nothing but some bond, that he is enter'd into
For gay apparel 'gainst the triumph day.
DUKE OF YORK Bound to himself! what doth he with a bond
That he is bound to? Wife, thou art a fool.
Boy, let me see the writing.
DUKE OF AUMERLE I do beseech you, pardon me; I may not show it.
DUKE OF YORK I will be satisfied; let me see it, I say.
[He plucks it out of his bosom and reads it]
Treason! foul treason! Villain! traitor! slave!
DUCHESS OF YORK What is the matter, my lord?
DUKE OF YORK Ho! who is within there?
[Enter a Servant]
Saddle my horse.
God for his mercy, what treachery is here!
DUCHESS OF YORK Why, what is it, my lord?
DUKE OF YORK Give me my boots, I say; saddle my horse.
Now, by mine honour, by my life, by my troth,
I will appeach the villain.
DUCHESS OF YORK What is the matter?
DUKE OF YORK Peace, foolish woman.
DUCHESS OF YORK I will not peace. What is the matter, Aumerle.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Good mother, be content; it is no more
Than my poor life must answer.
DUCHESS OF YORK Thy life answer!
DUKE OF YORK Bring me my boots: I will unto the king.
[Re-enter Servant with boots]
DUCHESS OF YORK Strike him, Aumerle.
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