He said -- and his face grew gentle as he began to speak -- `` How now , my lord Edward , my prince ? Hast been minded to cozen me , the good King thy father , who loveth thee , and kindly useth thee , with a sorry jest ? '' Poor Tom was listening , as well as his dazed faculties would let him , to the beginning of this speech ; but when the words ` me , the good King ' fell upon his ear , his face blanched , and he dropped as instantly upon his knees as if a shot had brought him there .
Lifting up his hands , he exclaimed -- `` Thou the KING ?
Emotion: Surprise