SCENE IIIAnother part of Blackheath. Alarums to the fight, wherein both the STAFFORDS are slain.
Enter CADE and the rest.
Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford?
Here, sir. d
They fell before thee like sheep and
oxen, and thou behavest thyself as if thou
hadst been in thine own slaughter-house:
therefore thus will I reward thee, the Lent
shall be as long again as it is; and thou shalt
have a license to kill for a hundred lacking
I desire no more.
And, to speak truth, thou deservest
no less. This monument of the victory will I
bear[putting on Sir Humphrey's brigandine] ;
and the bodies shall be dragged at my horse
heels till I do come to London, where we will
have the mayor's sword borne before us.
If we mean to thrive and do good,
break open the gaols and let out the prisoners.
Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, (20)
let's march towards London. [Exeunt.