To-morrow toward London back again,
To look into this business thoroughly
And call these foul offenders to their answers
[♦] And poise the cause in justice’ equal scales,
[200] Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails. [Flourish. Exeunt.
bbb SCENE II. London. The DUKE OF YORK’S garden.
Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and WARWICK.
York. Now, my good Lords of Salisbury and Warwick,
Our simple supper ended, give me leave
In this close walk to satisfy myself,