sir John Old-castle.
GrayAnd mine.
Cobh.Sir, let me craue,
That you would likewise write your name with theirs,
For confirmation of your maisters word,
The king of Fraunce.
Char.That will I noble Lord.
Cobh.So now this action is well knit together,
And I am for you: where`s our meeting, lords?
Camb.Here if you please, the tenth of Iuly next.
Cobh.In Kent? agreed: now let vs in to supper,
I hope your honors will not away to night.
Camb.Yes presently, for I haue farre to ride,
About solliciting of other friends.
ScroopeAnd we would not be absent from the court,
Lest thereby grow suspition in the king.
Cobh.Yet taste a cup of wine before ye go.
Camb.Not now my lord, we thanke you: so farewell.
Cob.Farewell my noble lordes: my noble lords?
My noble villaines, base conspirators,
How can they looke his Highnesse in the face,
Whome they so closly study to betray?
But ile not sleepe vntill I make it knowne.
This head shall not be burdned with such thoughts,
Nor in this heart will I conceale a deede
Of such impietie against my king.
Madam, how now? Enter Harpoole and the rest.
Lady cobh.You are welcome home, my Lord,
Why seeme ye so disquiet in your lookes?
What hath befalne you that disquiets your minde?
Lady Po.Bad newes I am afraide touching my husband.
Cobh.Madam, not so: there is your husbands pardon,
Long may ye liue, each ioy vnto the other.
PowesseSo great a ki•dnesse as I knowe not howe to make reply, my sense is quite confounded.
Cobh.Let that alone: and madam stay me not,
For I must backe vnto the court againe
