CHAMBERLAIN.
My lord, the horses your lordship sent for, with all the care had I saw well chosen, ridden, and furnished. They were young and handsome, and of the best breed in the north. When they were ready to set out for London, a man of my Lord Cardinal’s, by commission and main power, took ’em from me, with this reason: his master would be served before a subject, if not before the King; which stopped our mouths, sir.
I fear he will indeed. Well, let him have them.
He will have all, I think.
Enter to the Lord Chamberlain, the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk.
NORFOLK.
Well met, my Lord Chamberlain.
CHAMBERLAIN.
Good day to both your Graces.
SUFFOLK.
How is the King employed?
CHAMBERLAIN.
I left him private,
Full of sad thoughts and troubles.
NORFOLK.
What’s the cause?
CHAMBERLAIN.
It seems the marriage with his brother’s wife
Has crept too near his conscience.
SUFFOLK.
No, his conscience
Has crept too near another lady.
NORFOLK.
’Tis so.
This is the Cardinal’s doing, the king-cardinal.
That blind priest, like the eldest son of Fortune,
Turns what he list. The King will know him one day.