Win. Ay,
She must depart. [To Rouillet] Pray, lead her off, my lord.
She interrupts the court.
Ade. You'd force me, sir?
Ah, true, I am in England. O, my lords,
I beg you let me stay! I'll not disturb you,
But sit as quiet as the stone I am. [Takes a seat. Her women attend her]
You see, my lords, I'm calm. I have no son.
Win. [To Canterbury] This time is poorly spared.
Pray you, proceed.