Ten. The Lordes are come.
Hen. I care neyther for Lords nor Ladies.
Enter the Nobles as before; Fernando, Manuell, Clarke, Jaylor.
Mac. Where are these gentlemen? sett 'em both to a Barre
And opposite, face to face: a Confrontation
May perhaps daunt th'offender & draw from him
More then he'de utter. You accuse your Brother
As murtherer of your father: where's the proofe?
Hen. First call my fathers man in.
Clark. What's his name?
Hen. Buzzano.
Clark. Call Buzzano in!
Enter Buzzano.
Buz. Here I am, here.