No, sir. It is unexpected.
(As the two men come into the room, Charles covers Neal from them as he can. The secretary has no time but to conceal his note by placing it under a case of folio papers on the table. As the others approach the table, he bows and retires. Charles sits, and motions the others to do the same. Cromwell takes Neal's place.)
Cromwell:
We came, sir, to reassure ourselves.
Charles:
As to what?
Cromwell:
Your Majesty knows that, in treating with you as we have done these months past, we have been subject to suspicions.
Charles:
I imagined that it might be so. But your character and your reputation, Mr. Cromwell, can ignore these.