DENNY.
Sir, I have brought my lord the Archbishop,
As you commanded me.
KING.
Ha! Canterbury?
DENNY.
Ay, my good lord.
KING.
’Tis true. Where is he, Denny?
DENNY.
He attends your Highness’ pleasure.
KING.
Bring him to us.
[Exit Denny.]
LOVELL.
[Aside.] This is about that which the Bishop spake.
I am happily come hither.
Enter Cranmer and Denny.
KING.
Avoid the gallery. [Lovell seems to stay.]
Ha! I have said. Be gone.
What!