All must be ready: did you say, Balfour,
The crowd began to murmur? They 'll be kept
Too late for sermon at St. Antholin's!
Now! But tread softly—children are at play
In the next room. Precede! I follow—
(Enter Lady Carlisle, with many Attendants.)
Lady Car Me!
Follow me, Strafford, and be saved! The King?
[To the King.] Well—as you ordered, they are ranged without,
The convoy ... [seeing the King's state.]