| ACT III SCENE II | The same. Plains near Angiers. | |
| | Alarums, excursions. Enter the BASTARD, with AUSTRIA'S head. | |
| BASTARD | Now, by my life, this day grows wondrous hot; | |
| | Some airy devil hovers in the sky | |
| | And pours down mischief. Austria's head lie there, | |
| | While Philip breathes. | 5 |
| | Enter KING JOHN, ARTHUR, and HUBERT | |
| KING JOHN | Hubert, keep this boy. Philip, make up: | |
| | My mother is assailed in our tent, | |
| | And ta'en, I fear. | |
| BASTARD | My lord, I rescued her; | |
| | Her highness is in safety, fear you not: | 10 |
| | But on, my liege; for very little pains | |
| | Will bring this labour to an happy end. | |
| | Exeunt | |
