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Richard the Third, IV. ii  Stan. Know, my loving lord,

The Marquess Dorset, as I hear, is fled

To Richmond, in the parts where he abides.

K. Rich. Come hither, Catesby: rumour it abroad

That Anne, my wife, is very grievous sick;

I will take order for her keeping close.

Inquire me out some mean poor gentleman,

Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' daughter:

The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.

Look, how thou dream'st! I say again, give out

That Anne, my queen, is sick, and like to die.

About it; for it stands me much upon

To stop all hopes whose growth may damage me.

I must be married to my brother's daughter,

Or else my kingdom stands on brittle glass.

Murther her brothers, and then marry her!

Uncertain way of gain! But I am in

So far in blood, that sin will pluck on sin:

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.

Is thy name Tyrrell?

Tyr. James Tyrrell, and your most obedient subject.

K. Rich. Art thou, indeed?

Tyr. Prove me, my gracious lord.

K. Rich. Dar'st thou resolve to kill a friend of mine?

Tyr. Please you; but I had rather kill two enemies.

K. Rich. Why, then thou hast it: two deep enemies,

Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's disturbers,

Are they that I would have thee deal upon.

Tyrrell, I mean those bastards in the Tower.

Tyr. Let me have open means to come to them,

 51 grievous sick; cf. n.

58 stands upon: concerns me greatly

60 brother's daughter: cf. n.

65 Tear-falling: causing tears to fall

68 Prove: test

73 deal upon: set to work on

