Hast. I thank your grace.
Glou. My Lord of Ely!
[♦] Ely. My lord?
Glou. When I was last in Holborn,
[♦] I saw good strawberries in your garden there:
[35] I do beseech you send for some of them.
[♦] Ely. Marry, and will, my lord, with all my heart. [Exit.
[♦] Glou. Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you. [Drawing him aside.
Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business,
[♦] And finds the testy gentleman so hot,