WOLSEY.
There’s fresher air, my lord,
In the next chamber.
KING.
Lead in your ladies, every one. Sweet partner,
I must not yet forsake you. Let’s be merry,
Good my Lord Cardinal, I have half a dozen healths
To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure
To lead ’em once again, and then let’s dream
Who’s best in favour. Let the music knock it.
[Exeunt with trumpets.]
ACT II
SCENE I. Westminster. A street.
Enter two Gentlemen at several doors.
FIRST GENTLEMAN.
Whither away so fast?
SECOND GENTLEMAN.
O, God save ye.
Even to the Hall, to hear what shall become
Of the great Duke of Buckingham.
FIRST GENTLEMAN.
I’ll save you
That labour, sir. All’s now done but the ceremony
Of bringing back the prisoner.
SECOND GENTLEMAN.
Were you there?