[195] The earldom of Hereford, and the moveables
[♦] Whereof the king my brother stood possess’d.
[♦] Buck. I’ll claim that promise at your grace’s hands.
[♦] Glou. And look to have it yielded with all willingness.
Come, let us sup betimes, that afterwards
[200] We may digest our complots in some form. [Exeunt.
fcb SCENE II. Before Lord Hastings’ house.
Enter a Messenger.
[♦] Mess. What, ho! my lord!
[♦] Hast. [Within] Who knocks at the door?