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 Now nought remains To do but crush them all!—'Tis manifest That God is with me.—Ah! the Parliament.

[At a sign from ' and ' go to him. Cromwell [in an undertone, to. Lord Carlisle, go you and arrest forthwith The men on guard to-night at the park gate.
 * [ bows and exit.

[In an undertone, to ', handing him ' scroll. Take this upon the instant to one Bloum.
 * [Pointing to the superscription.

Thou 'lt see his address here. Or better still, That my design may move more smoothly, let Sir Richard Willis be the messenger. Thurloe [takes the parchment, bowing. Enough, my lord. [Exit. Cromwell [aside.] That name of Bloum conceals Old Ormond whom my star betrays to me.