Gent.
I will talk further with you.

Kent.
No, do not.
For confirmation that I am much more
Than my out wall, open this purse, and take
What it contains. If you shall see Cordelia,--
As fear not but you shall,--show her this ring;
And she will tell you who your fellow is
That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm!
I will go seek the king.

Gent.
Give me your hand: have you no more to say?

Kent.
Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet,--
That, when we have found the king,--in which your pain
That way, I'll this,--he that first lights on him
Holla the other.

[Exeunt severally.]



Scene II. Another part of the heath. Storm continues.

[Enter Lear and Fool.]