[♦] Mess. A messenger from the Lord Stanley.
Enter LORD HASTINGS.
[♦] Hast. What is’t o’clock?
5 Mess. Upon the stroke of four.
[♦] Hast. Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights?
[♦] Mess. So it should seem by that I have to say.
[♦] First, he commends him to your noble lordship.
[♦] Hast. And then?
[10] Mess. And then he sends you word
[♦] He dreamt to-night the boar had razed his helm: