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shakespeare-second-4244		shakespeare-second-4244			.txt	text/plain	28546	3255	96	Lord Chief-Justice I am sure he is, to the hearing of any thing good. Lord Chief-Justice Sir John Falstaff, a word with you. Lord Chief-Justice Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in great infamy. Lord Chief-Justice You follow the young prince up and down, like his Lord Chief-Justice Well, the king hath severed you and Prince Harry: I Lord Chief-Justice How comes this, Sir John? MISTRESS QUICKLY Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty nobles: i' FALSTAFF Comes the king back from Wales, my noble lord? Lord Chief-Justice What foolish master taught you these manners, Sir John? PRINCE HENRY Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins? SILENCE Here come two of Sir John Falstaff's men, as I think. FALSTAFF Come, sir, which men shall I have? FALSTAFF Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me MISTRESS QUICKLY O the Lord, that Sir John were come!	./cache/shakespeare-second-4244.txt	./txt/shakespeare-second-4244.txt