Act 4 — bdc SCENE III. Another part of Blackheath.
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Alarums to the fight, wherein both the STAFFORDS are slain. Enter CADE and the rest.
♦ Cade. Where’s Dick, the butcher of Ashford?
Dick. Here, sir.
Cade. They fell before thee like sheep and oxen, and thou behavedst thyself as if thou hadst been in thine own 5 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 one.
Dick. I desire no more.
Cade. And, to speak truth, thou deservest no less. This 10 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.
♦ Dick. If we mean to thrive and do good, break open 15 the gaols and let out the prisoners.
Cade. Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, let’s march towards London. [Exeunt.