Where is my lord the Duke of Gloucester?

Ely
Where is my lord the Duke of Gloucester?
I have sent for these strawberries.
Hastings
His Grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning.
There’s some conceit or other likes him well
When that he bids good morrow with such spirit.

I think there’s never a man in Christendom
Can lesser hide his love or hate than he,
For by his face straight shall you know his heart.

I think there’s never a man in Christendom
Can lesser hide his love or hate than he,
For by his face straight shall you know his heart.
Stanley
What of his heart perceive you in his face
By any livelihood he showed today?
Hastings
Marry, that with no man here he is offended,
For were he, he had shown it in his looks.