BEDFORD.
No, trust me, Hodge.
HODGE. Aye, they know they want their pasture; it's a strange thing of this vermine, they dare not meddle with Nobility.
CROMWELL.
Go, take thy place, Hodge; I'll call them in.—
[Hodge sits in the study, and Cromwell calls in the States.]
All is done, enter and if you please.
[Enter the States and Officers, with Halberts.]
GOVERNOUR.
What, have you won him? will he yield himself?
CROMWELL.
I have, an't please you, and the quiet Earl
Doth yield himself to be disposed by you.
GOVERNOUR.
Give him the money that we promised him;
So let him go, whether it please himself.
CROMWELL.
My business, sir, lies unto Mantua,
Please you to give me safe conduct thether.