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 He must have seen the scaffold in his dreams. Rochester [to the other two, in an undertone. Our friends, the saints, wear a forbidding mien! We are but three, and by St. Paul! their force Is most disquieting.—
 * [He looks toward the door.

Aha! but here Are reinforcements come: Lord Rosebery, Clifford—and Sedley—and Lord Drogheda.— Ormond [rising.]And th' illustrious Jenkins, whom the tyrant lists, The while he doth his virtue persecute Because he fears it.

Rosebery [gaily.] Rochester! Lord Ormond! And Davenant! how hot it is, my lords! Carr [in a corner, aside. Lord Ormond! Rochester! Ormond [to, in an undertone and with a displeased expression. Speak not so loud. Rosebery [glancing askance at the Roundheads, in an undertone. Ah! I saw not yon crows. Ormond [in an undertone.] Beware, my lord, Lest you be food for them some day!

[The Cavaliers approach the table at which ,