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He must have seen the scaffold in his dreams.
Rochester [to the other two, in an undertone.
Our friends, the saints, wear a forbidding mien!
We are but three, and by St. Paul! their force
Is most disquieting.—
[He looks toward the door.
Is most disquieting.—Aha! but here
Are reinforcements come: Lord Rosebery,
Clifford—and Sedley—and Lord Drogheda.—
Ormond [rising.]And th' illustrious Jenkins, whom the tyrant lists,
The while he doth his virtue persecute
Because he fears it.

Scene 7.—The Same; Sedley, Lord Drogheda, Lord Rosebery, Sir Peters Downie, Lord Clifford, wrapped in cloaks and with hats of the Puritan type; Doctor Jenkins (an old man, dressed in black), and other Royalists.

[The Cavaliers enter noisily; Doctor Jenkins alone displays a grave and stern demeanour.

Rosebery [gaily.]Because he fears it. Rochester! Lord Ormond!
And Davenant! how hot it is, my lords!
Carr [in a corner, aside.
Lord Ormond! Rochester!
Ormond [to Lord Rosebery, in an undertone and with a displeased expression.
Lord Ormond! Rochester! Speak not so loud.
Rosebery [glancing askance at the Roundheads, in an undertone.
Ah! I saw not yon crows.
Ormond [in an undertone.] Ah! I saw not yon crows. Beware, my lord,
Lest you be food for them some day!

[The Cavaliers approach the table at which Ormond,