and his three daughters.
 377And therefore 
speake, looke, ki
sse, 
salute for me;
  378In the
se my 
selfe am like to 
second thee.
  379Now heare thy taske. I charge thee from the time
  380That 
fir
st we 
set 
sayle for the Britti
sh shore,
  381To v
se no words of dignity to me,
  382But in the friendlie
st maner that thou can
st,
  383Make v
se of me as thy companion:
  384For we will go di
sgui
sde in Palmers weeds,
  385That no man 
shall mi
stru
st vs what we are.
  386Mum. If that be all, ile 
fit your turne, I warrant you.  I am
  387some kin to the Blunts, and I think, the bluntes
stof all my kin
-  388dred; therfore if I bee too blunt with you, thank your 
selfe for
  390King. Thy plea
sant company will make the way 
seeme 
short.
  391It re
steth now, that in my ab
sence hence,
  392I do commit the gouernment to you
  393My tru
sty Lords and faythfull Coun
sellers.
  394Time cutteth o
ff the re
st I haue to 
say:
  395The wynd blowes fayre, and I mus
stneeds away.
  396Nobles. Heauens 
send your voyage to as good effect,
  397As we your land do purpo
se to prote
ct.
 Exeunt.  398Enter the King of Cornwall and his man booted and  399spurd, a riding wand, and a letter in his hand.  400 Corn. But how far di
stant are we from the Court?
  401Ser. Some twenty miles, my Lord, or thereabouts.
  402Corn. It 
seemeth to me twenty thou
sand myles:
  403Yet hope I to be there within this houre.
  404Ser. Then are you like to ride alone for me. 
 to him-selfe.  405I thinke, my Lord is weary of his life.
  406Corn. Sweet 
Gonorill, I long to 
see thy face,
  407Which ha
st so kindly gratified my loue.
  408Enter the King of Cambria booted and spurd, and his  409man with a wand and a letter.  410Cam. Get a fre
sh hor
se: for by my 
soule I 
sweare, 
 He lookes   on the
  letter.
 411I am pa
st patience, longer to forbeare 
  412The wi
shed 
sight of my beloued mi
stris, 
  413Deare 
Ragan, 
stay and comfort of my life. 
  414Ser. Now what in Gods name doth my Lord intend? 
to him-selfe  B3He