Enter three or four Petitioners, PETER, the Armourer’s man, being one.
[♦] First Petit. My masters, let’s stand close: my lord protector will come this way by and by, and then we may [♦] deliver our supplications in the quill.
Sec. Petit. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he’s a 5 good man! Jesu bless him!
Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN.
[♦] Peter. Here a’ comes, methinks, and the queen with him. I’ll be the first, sure.
Sec. Petit. Come back, fool; this is the Duke of Suffolk, and not my lord protector.
10 Suf. How now, fellow! wouldst any thing with me?
First Petit. I pray, my lord, pardon me; I took ye for my lord protector.
[♦] Queen. [Reading] ‘To my Lord Protector!’ Are your supplications to his lordship? Let me see them: what is 15 thine?
[♦] First Petit. Mine is, an’t please your grace, against John Goodman, my lord cardinal’s man, for keeping my house, and lands, and wife and all, from me.