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 Among the City's notables— [ shakes his fist at him and makes as if to throw himself upon him. Overton [stepping between them.] Fie! fie! Rosebery [to the Puritans. My friends, the tables of the law, the law Of the twelve tables—
 * [The Puritans pause and listen.

Carr. What is coming now? Rosebery.Doth not ordain that we should die of thirst Or hunger. For my part, I cast my vote For a good meal; our stomachs empty are.

Carr [gazing at the Cavaliers as they fall to eating. How greedily these demons gorge themselves With flesh and wine! Barebones. The heathen! Carr [to the Puritans.] List to me Ere you go further: are you well assured That Cromwell thinks to make himself the king? Overton.Too well assured! A servile Parliament To-morrow will his base-born head bedeck With that forbidden title. All [except .] Death to him! Harrison.But I cannot conceive what whim impels Cromwell to venture on this monstrous step. He must be mad indeed to crave the throne. Of all the Crown estates nought now remains. Windsor's dismantled, Woodstock is destroyed, And Hampton Court is sold for the behoof Of Cromwell's treasury. Lambert [to .] The doting thief! Who sees in the supreme authority