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 Mor.ju. At our command once more away with him.

Edm. Let me but stay and speake, I will not goe, Either my Brother or his sonne is King, And none of both them thirst for Edmonds bloud. And therfore Souldiers whither will you hale me?

King. What safety may I looke for at his hands, If that my Unkle shall be murthered thus?

Qu. Feare not sweet boy, Ile guard thee from thy foes. Had Edmond liv'd he would have sought thy death, Come sonne, weele ride a hunting in the Parke.

King. And shall my Unkle Edmond ride with us?

Qu. He is a Traytor, thinke not on him, come.

Matr. Gurney, I wonder the King dyes not, Being in a Vault up to the knees in water, To which the channels of the Bastell runs, From whence a dampe continually ariseth, That were enough to poyson any man, Much more a King brought up so tenderly.

Gur. And so do I, Matrevis: yesternight I opened but the doore to throw him meate, And I was almost stifled with the savour.

Matr. He hath a body able to endure More then we can inflict, and therefore now, Let us assaile his mind another while.

Gur. Send for him out thence, and I will anger him.

Matr. But stay, whose this?

Light. My Lord Protector greetes you.

Gur. Whats heere? I know not how to construe it.

Matr. Gurney, It was left unpointed for the nonce, Edwardum occidere nolite timere, That's his meaning.

Light. Know you this token, I must have the King?

Matr. I, stay a while, thou shalt have answere straight,