sir John Old-castle.
IudgeNow M.Maior, what gentleman is that,
You bring with you, before vs and the bench?
MaiorThe Lord Powes if it like your honor,
And this his Lady, trauelling toward Wales,
Who for they lodgde last night within my house,
And my Lord Bishop did lay search for such,
Were very willing to come on with me,
Lest for their sakes, suspition we might wrong.
IudgeWe crie your honor mercy good my Lord,
Wilt please ye take your place, madame your ladyship,
May here or where you will repose your selfe,
Vntill this businesse now in hand be past.
Lady Po.I will withdraw into some other roome,
So that your Lordship, and the rest be pleasde.
IudgeWith all our hearts: attend the Lady there.
Lord Po.Wife, I haue eyde yond prisoners all this while,
And my conceit doth tel me, tis our friend,
The noble Cobham, and his vertuous Lady.
Lady Po.I thinke no lesse, are they suspected trow ye
For doing of this murder?
Lord Po.What it meanes,
I cannot tell, but we shall know anon,
Meane space as you passe by them, ask the question,
But do it secretly, you be not seene,
And make some signe that I may know your mind.
Lady Po.My Lord Cobham, madam? as she passeth ouer the stage by thē.
Old.No Cobhā now, nor madam as you loue vs,
But Iohn of Lancashire, and Ione his wife.
Lady Po.Oh tel, what is it that our loue can do,
To pleasure you, for we are bound to you.
Oldca.Nothing but this, that you conceale our names,
So gentle lady passe for being spied.
Lady Po.My heart I leaue, to beare part of your griefe. exit.
IudgeCall the prisoners to the barre: sir Richard Lee,
What euidence can you bring against these people,
To proue them guiltie of the murder done?
