Suffolk. How now sirs, what haue you dispatcht him?
[♦] One. I my Lord, hees dead I warrant you.
Suffolke. Then see the cloathes laid smooth about him still,
That when the King comes, he may perceiue
5 No other, but that he dide of his owne accord.
[♦] 2. All things is hansome now my Lord.
Suffolke. Then draw the Curtaines againe and get you gone,
[♦] And you shall haue your firme rewarde anon. Exet murtherers.
Then enter the King and Queene, the Duke of Buckingham, and the Duke of Somerset, and the Cardinall.
King. My Lord of Suffolke go call our vnkle Gloster,