No Fear Shakespeare
Henry V
Act 2, Scene 3, Page 9
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EXETER
Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our king
Come here himself to question our delay,
For he is footed in this land already.
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EXETER
Don’t take too long, unless you want our king to come after me to ask what’s holding things up, because he’s already landed here.
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KING OF FRANCE
You shall be soon dispatched with fair conditions.
A night is but small breath and little pause
To answer matters of this consequence.
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KING OF FRANCE
You’ll have your answer soon. A night isn’t much time for addressing matters of this importance.
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