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 Now as I speake they fall, and yet with feare Open againe, O wherefore sits thou heere?

Light. If you mistrust me, Ile be gone my Lord.

Edw. No, no, for if thou meanst to murther me, Thou wilt returne againe, and therefore stay.

Light. He sleepes.

Edw. O let me not dye yet, O stay a while.

Light. How now my Lord.

Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine eares, And tels me if I sleepe I never wake, This feare is that which makes me tremble thus, And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come?

Light. To rid thee of thy life, Matrevis come,

Edw. I am too weake and feeble to resist, Assist me sweet God, and receive my soule.

Light. Runne for the Table.

Edw. O spare me, or dispatch me in a trice.

Light. So, lay the Table downe, and stampe on it, But not too hard, lest that you bruise his body.

Matr. I feare me that this cry will raise the Towne, And therefore let us take horse and away.

Light. Tell me sirs, was it not bravely done?

Gur. Excellent well, take this for thy reward. Come let us cast the body in the Mote, And beare the Kings to Mortimer our Lord, away.

Mor.ju. Ist done, Matrevis, and the murtherer dead?

Matr. I my good Lord, I would it were undone.

Mor.ju.. Matrevis, if thou now growest penitent Ile be thy ghostly father, therefore chuse Whether thou wilt be secret in this, Or else dye by the hand of Mortimer.

Matr. Gurney, my Lord, is fled, and will I feare, Betray us both, therefore let me flye.

Mor.ju. Fly to the Savages.

Matr. I humbly thanke your Honour.