The young duke passed them for a moment under a severe review . `` Good , '' he said . `` Hang them . '' And he turned the other way to watch the progress of the fight . `` My lord , '' said Dick , `` so please you , I have found my reward . Grant me the life and liberty of yon old shipman . '' Gloucester turned and looked the speaker in the face . `` Sir Richard , '' he said , `` I make not war with peacock 's feathers , but steel shafts . Those that are mine enemies I slay , and that without excuse or favour . For , bethink ye , in this realm of England , that is so torn in pieces , there is not a man of mine but hath a brother or a friend upon the other party . If , then , I did begin to grant these pardons , I might sheathe my sword . '' `` It may be so , my lord ; and yet I will be overbold , and at the risk of your disfavour , recall your lordship 's promise , '' replied Dick . Richard of Gloucester flushed . `` Mark it right well , '' he said , harshly . `` I love not mercy , nor yet mercymongers . Ye have this day laid the foundations of high fortune . If ye oppose to me my word , which I have plighted , I will yield . But , by the glory of heaven , there your favour dies ! `` Mine is the loss , '' said Dick . `` Give him his sailor , '' said the duke ; and wheeling his horse , he turned his back upon young Shelton .
XXXXX was nor glad nor sorry .
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