135 So cunning and so young is wonderful.
[♦] Glou. My lord, will’t please you pass along?
Myself and my good cousin Buckingham
Will to your mother, to entreat of her
To meet you at the Tower and welcome you.
140 York. What, will you go unto the Tower, my lord?
[♦] Prince. My lord protector needs will have it so.
York. I shall not sleep in quiet at the Tower.
[♦] Glou. Why, what should you fear?
[♦] York. Marry, my uncle Clarence’ angry ghost: