Scene V. Court before the Duke of Albany's Palace.

[Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool.]

Lear.
Go you before to Gloster with these letters: acquaint my
daughter no further with anything you know than comes from her
demand out of the letter. If your diligence be not speedy, I
shall be there afore you.

Kent.
I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter.

[Exit.]

Fool.
If a man's brains were in's heels, were't not in danger of kibes?

Lear.
Ay, boy.

Fool.
Then I pr'ythee be merry; thy wit shall not go slipshod.

Lear.
Ha, ha, ha!

Fool.