[♦] Buck. My lord, I have consider’d in my mind
[♦] The late demand that you did sound me in.
[♦] K. Rich. Well, let that pass. Dorset is fled to Richmond.
[90] Buck. I hear that news, my lord.
[♦] K. Rich. Stanley, he is your wife’s son: well, look to it.
[♦] Buck. My lord, I claim your gift, my due by promise,
For which your honour and your faith is pawn’d;
[♦] The earldom of Hereford and the moveables
[95] The which you promised I should possess.
[♦] K. Rich. Stanley, look to your wife: if she convey