Drink it yourself, old man,
For you have come a journey, and I daresay
You did not eat or drink upon the road.
Cian.
How can I drink it when your honour’s thirsty?
[He offers cup again. The King’s Household comes in. Chamberlain with long staff, a Soldier, a Monk, two Ladies, followed by Cripples who beg from the ladies, who keep close together at right, talking to each other at intervals. Soldier goes over to Mayor, and talks to him.
Chamberlain.
Well, have you it in imagination still
To overthrow the dignity of the King,
Or is the game finished?