Bodice, Fontanelle, Cornwall, and North are in a war council,
NORTH. We share the command between us.
NORTH. We must guess how Lear will attack.
BODICE (knitting). He’ll send Warrington round the right and attack the centre himself.
BODICE. Yes, North. (Aside.) He must prove himself a man before he plays with his soldiers. He’ll fuss and try all night, but he won’t be able to raise his standard. I’ll help him and make it worse. By the morning he won’t know which side he’s fighting on. And that’ll make it easier for the major.
FONTANELLE. Sleep well.
BODICE. And you.
For full scene, please see: Bond, Edward. Lear. Methuen Drama. 1983.
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