(taking his seat, Cromwell and the others also at the table):
The battle is set. Our foot there, Skippon and myself. Colonel Ireton and Whalley are with the horse. They are at your service.
Cromwell
(at the map):
Rupert will be there. Langdale, if I mistake not, will be there. That road—is it good?
Pemberton:
Poor below Mill Hill, sir.
Cromwell:
Then that is the point; it may be decisive there. You take the left, Henry.
Ireton: