Ireton:
It means so much, you see, sir. Intrigues with Scotland—there are none, we are assured, but if there were it would almost inevitably bring civil war again. The mere shadow of that in men's minds is enough, indeed, to overthrow them. No man can consider the possibility of that without desolation.
Charles:
No. That is unquestionable.
Cromwell:
And so I was minded to come, and be sure by word of mouth, so to speak. Your Majesty knows how suspicions creep in absence, even of those whom we trust. And I have shown, sir, that I trust you.
Charles:
We are not insensitive.
Ireton:
It is of that trust, truly worn, sir, that we may all yet look for a happy settlement.