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but there was nothing there. There was a storm of laughter, and one boy
said--
"
Didst mark that? He fancied he had a sword--belike he is the prince
himself."
This sally brought more laughter. Poor Edward drew himself up proudly
and said--
"
I am the prince; and it ill beseemeth you that feed upon the king my
father's bounty to use me so."
This was vastly enjoyed, as the laughter testified. The youth who had
first spoken, shouted to his comrades--
"
Ho, swine, slaves, pensioners of his grace's princely father, where be
your manners? Down on your marrow bones, all of ye, and do reverence to
his kingly port and royal rags!"
With boisterous mirth they dropped upon their knees in a body and did
mock homage to their prey. The prince spurned the nearest boy with his
foot, and said fiercely--
"
Take thou that, till the morrow come and I build thee a gibbet!"
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