Gav. Unhappy Gaveston, whither goest thou now? [Exit with James and Pembroke's men.
Horse-boy. My lord, we'll quickly be at Cobham. [Exeunt.
ACT THE THIRD.
SCENE I.
Enter [257]Gaveston mourning, James, and the Earl of Pembroke's men.
Gav. O treacherous Warwick! thus to wrong thy friend.
James. I see it is your life these arms pursue.
Gav. Weaponless must I fall, and die in bands? O! must this day be period of my life? Centre of all my bliss! An ye be men, Speed to the king.