[♦] Third Mess. The news I have to tell your majesty
Is, that by sudden floods and fall of waters,
Buckingham’s army is dispersed and scatter’d;
And he himself wander’d away alone,
No man knows whither.
[515] K. Rich. I cry thee mercy:
[♦] There is my purse to cure that blow of thine.
[♦] Hath any well-advised friend proclaim’d
[♦] Reward to him that brings the traitor in?
[♦] Third Mess. Such proclamation hath been made, my liege.