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The same. Plains near Angiers.

Alarums, excursions.

Enter the BASTARD, with AUSTRIA'S head.

Now, by my life, this day grows wondrous hot;

Some airy devil hovers in the sky

And pours down mischief. Austria's head lie there,

While Philip breathes. Enter KING JOHN, ARTHUR, and HUBERT.

K. John.
Hubert, keep this boy. Philip, make up:

My mother is assailed in our tent,

And ta'en, I fear.

My lord, I rescued her;

Her highness is in safety, fear you not:

But on, my liege; for very little pains

Will bring this labor to a happy end. [Exeunt.

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