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• If so gaze on, and grovel on thy face,
Glo. O Nell, sweet Nell, if thou doft love thy lord,
Glo. Methought, this Staff, mine office badge in Court,
Elean. Tut, this was nothing but an argument,
Glo. Nay, Eleanor, then muft I chide outright:
And wilt thou still be hammering treachery,
Elean. What, what, my lord ! are you fo cholerick
Enter Mefenger. Mes. My lord Protector, 'tis his Highness' pleasure, You do prepare to ride unto St. Albans, Whereas the King and Queen do mean to hawk. Glo. I go: come, Nell, thou wilt ride with us ?
[Exit Gloucester, Elean. Yes, my good lord, I'll follow presently. Follow I must, I cannot go before, While Glofter bears this base and humble mind. Were I a man, a Duke, and next of blood, I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks ; And smooth my way upon their headless necks. And being a woman, I will not be flack To play my part in Fortune's
pageant. Where are you there? Sir John ; nay, fear not, man, We are alone; here's none but thee and I.
Enter Hume. Hume. Jesus preserve your Royal Majesty! Elean. What say'st thou ? Majesty ? I am but Grace.
Hume. But by the grace of God, and Hume's advice, Your Grace's title shall be multiply'd. Elean. What say'st thou, man! hast thou as yet con
ferr'd With Margery Fordan, the cunning witch; And Roger Bolingbropk the conjurer, And will they undertake to do me good ? snefs
Hume. This they have promised, to thew your High. A Spirit rais'd from depth of underground, That shall make answer to such questions, As by your Grace shall be propounded him.
Elean. It is enough, I'll think upon the Questions : When from St. Albans we do make return, We'll see those things effected to the full. Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, man With thy confederates in this weighty cause.
[Exit Eleanor. Hume. Hume must make merry with the Dutchess!
gold: Marry, and shall; but how now, Sir John Hume ? Seal up your lips, and give no words, but mum! The business asketh filent fecrecy. Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch: Gold cannot come amiss, were the a devil Yet have I gold, flies from another coast : I dare not say from the rich Cardinal, And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk ; Yet I do find it so: for to be plain, They (knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring humour) Have hired me to undermine the Dutchess ; And buz these conjurations in her brain. They say, a crafty.knave does need no broker ; Yet am I Suffolk's, and the Cardinal's, broker. Hume, if you take not heed, you fall go near To call them both a pair of crafty knaves. Well, so it stands; and thus I fear at last. Hume's knavery will be the Dutchess' wreck, And her Attainture will be Humphry's Fall: Sort how it will, I shall have gold for all. [Exit.
SCENE changes to an Apartment in the Palace. Enter three or four Petitioners, Peter the Armourer's man
being one. Y masters, let's stand close; my lord Pro.
tector will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver our supplications in the quill.
2 Pet. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man, Jefu bless him!
Enter Suffolk, and Queen. 1 Pet. Here a' comes, methinks, and the Queen with him: I'll be the first, sure.
2 Pet. Come back, fool, this is the Duke of Suffolk, and not my lord Protector.
Suf. How now, fellow, would'st any thing with me?
1 Pet. I pray, my lord, pardon me; I took ye for my lord Protector.
'Q. Mar. To my lord Protector. [reading] Are your fupplications to his lordship? let me see them; what is thine?
1 Pet. Mine is, an't please your Grace, against John Goodman, my lord Cardinal's man, for keeping my house and lands, and wife, and all from me.
Suf. Thy wife too? that's some wrong, indeed, What's yours? what's here! [Reads.] Again the Duke of Suffolk, for inclosing the Commons of Long Melford. How now, Sir Knave ?
2 Pet Alas, Sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole Township.
Suf. [reads.] Against my master, Thomas Horner, for Jaying, that the Duke of York was rightful heir to the Crown.
Q. Mar. What! did the Duke of York say, he was rightful heir to the Crown?
Peter. That my mistress was ? no, forsooth ; my master said, that he was ; and that the King was an usurper.
Saf. Who is there? Take this fellow in, and send for his master with a pursuivant, presently; we'll hear more of your matter before the King.
(Exit Peter guarded. Q. Mar. And as for you, that love to be protected Under the wings of our Protector's Grace, Begin your suits anew, and sue to him.
[Tears the fupplications, Away base cullions : Suffolk, let them go.
All. Come, let's be gone. [Exeunt Petitioners,
Q. Mar. My lord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise ?
Suf. Madam, be patient; as I was the cause
Q. Mar. Beside the proud Protector, have we Beauford
Suf. And he of these, that can do most of all,
Q. Mar. Not all these lords do vex me half so much,