(Noise of forcing a door).
Clerk. From behind. God be praised!
Enter CLERK, a handkerchief round his head, calling at the door.
Clerk. A surgeon! quick!——Villains.
Chancellor [entering hastily, embraces the Clerk]. You are my saving angel. Thank God.
Clerk. My hand is crushed.
Chancellor. I'll pay for the cure. [To the Constables who enter] You are come? [To the Clerk]. Now, my friend—be Brook secured—my coach, called—the orders of release countermanded—the other Brook and Drave secured again; [exit Clerk] you—you shall pay——
Mrs. D. Have compassion, My Lord!
Chancellor. On you? To assault me! to extort orders from me by violence! Oh, you shall pay for it, I promise you.
(Enter CLERK with some papers).