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 My murderers, what would you ask of me? Ormond.To die as loyal knights—die for our King. Rochester.Ay, let us die for Rowland! [To .] For my part, I am forever making loans to him. 'Twas money yesterday, to-day my head— Another item on his long account. Cromwell [to , after a moment's reflection. Old man, be you yourself the judge.—If chance Had willed that I should wear yon chains, and you Should sit here in my place,—what would you do? Ormond.I would not pardon. Cromwell. I do pardon you.
 * [Exclamations of surprise in the assemblage.

All the Cavaliers.What! Cromwell. You are free. Ormond. Great Heaven! [To .]Did you know My name— Cromwell [interrupting him. That matters little to me now. [To , in an undertone. I could not answer for the multitude, If he should name himself.

My dear Lord Broghill, One of your former friends is here in London. [ and  turn about in amazement. Broghill.Who, pray, my lord? Cromwell. 'Tis Ormond. Broghill. Ormond! [Aside.]God! Can he have learned—