Buck. Your grace shall give me leave, my Lord of York,
To be the post, in hope of his reward.
[♦] York. At your pleasure, my good lord. Who’s within there, ho!
Enter a Servingman.
Invite my Lords of Salisbury and Warwick
80 To sup with me to-morrow night. Away! [Exeunt.
ACT II.
bba SCENE I. Saint Alban’s.
Enter the KING, QUEEN, GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK, with Falconers halloing.
[♦] Queen. Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook,