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 The Champion.Does no one speak? Overton [aside.] Ah! must we hold our peace! Milton [in a loud voice. Why but one glove, O champion of England? Your master should, if such his project be, Have cast as many gloves as he believes That he has subjects.
 * [Signs of approbation in the crowd.

The Champion. Who is it that speaks? That blind man?—Stand aside, my worthy man.

The Officer [lowering his eyes, and with a gloomy expression. All goes ill. Overton [to , in an undertone. All goes well. The Champion [looking among the people. Does no one speak? Overton [to , in an undertone, pressing his hand. We will send Cromwell here to join his glove. Milton [aside.]Alas! The Champion. I wait. The Old Soldier [looking at the , aside. Vile cur! proud satellite! Syndercomb [to , in an undertone. I know not why I do not punish him. [''He steps toward the gauntlet.  detains him.'' Overton [to , in an undertone. Be prudent!