"They will say that we were lucky men to be in France." He smiles at Harry, suddenly delighted to have his company. That's the Hotspur he knows. "Come, if thou art here for a fight, I'll give thee one. But--we must see thee horsed--"

He's already walking briskly to the English lines "Thou must put down thy visor, or thou shalt put fear in the hearts of my own knights--some of them know thy face, some have seen thee dead."