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As glared at us !

Vane.

Savile.

So many?

Not a bench

Without its complement of burly knaves;

Your hopeful son among them: Hampden leant
Upon his shoulder-think of that!

Vane.

I'd think

On Lenthal's speech, if I could get at it.
Urged he, I ask, how grateful they should prove
For this unlooked-for summons from the King?
Holland. Just as we drilled him.

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I've a vague memory of a sort of sound,

A voice, a kind of vast unnatural voice

Pym, sir, was speaking! Savile, help me out :

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Savile.

How should I get used to Pym

More than yourselves?

Holland.

However that be,

T was something with which we had nought to do,

For we were "strangers" and 't was “England's work ”—

(All this while looking us straight in the face)

In other words, our presence might be spared.
So, in the twinkling of an eye, before

I settled to my mind what ugly brute

Was likest Pym just then, they yelled us out,
Locked the doors after us, and here are we.
Vane. Eliot's old method . . .

Savile.

Prithee, Vane, a truce

To Eliot and his times, and the great Duke,

And how to manage Parliaments! 'T was you
Advised the Queen to summon this: why, Strafford
(To do him justice) would not hear of it.

Vane. Say rather, you have done the best of turns
To Strafford: he 's at York, we all know why.
I would you had not set the Scots on Strafford
Till Strafford put down Pym for us, my lord!

Savile. Was it I altered Strafford's plans? did I . .

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Messenger. The Queen, my lords-she sends me:

follow me

At once; 't is very urgent! she requires

Your counsel: something perilous and strange
Occasions her command.

Savile.

We follow, friend !

Now, Vane ;-your Parliament will plague us all!

Vane. No Strafford here beside !
Savile.

I had a hand in his betrayal, sir

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If you dare hint

Holland. Nay, find a fitter time for quarrels-Pym

Will overmatch the best of you; and, think,

The Queen!

Vane.

Come on, then: understand, I loathe

Strafford as much as any-but his use!

To keep off Pym, to screen a friend or two,
I would we had reserved him yet awhile.

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Lady Carlisle. They met for that.

Queen.

No, no!

Meet to impeach Lord Strafford? T is a jest.

Lady Carlisle. A bitter one.
Queen.

Consider! T is the House

We summoned so reluctantly, which nothing
But the disastrous issue of the war

Persuaded us to summon. They 'll wreak all
Their spite on us, no doubt; but the old way
Is to begin by talk of grievances :

They have their grievances to busy them.

Lady Carlisle. Pym has begun his speech.
Queen.

Where 's Vane ?—That is,

Pym will impeach Lord Strafford if he leaves

His Presidency; he 's at York, we know,

Since the Scots beat him: why should he leave York?
Lady Carlisle. Because the King sent for him.
Queen.

The King did send for him, he let him know
We had been forced to call a Parliament-
A step which Strafford, now I come to think,
Was vehement against.

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Escaped him, of first striking Parliaments
To earth, then setting them upon their feet
And giving them a sword: but this is idle.

Ah-but if

Did the King send for Strafford? He will come.

Queen. And what am I to do?

Lady Carlisle.

What do? Fail, madam !

Be ruined for his sake! what matters how,

So it but stand on record that you made

An effort, only one?

Queen.

At Theobald's!

The King away

Lady Carlisle. Send for him at once: he must

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Are sitting with closed doors. A huge debate,
No lack of noise; but nothing, I should guess,
Concerning Strafford: Pym has certainly
Not spoken yet.

Queen [to Lady CARLISLE]. You hear?

Lady Carlisle.

That the King's sent for!

Vane.

I do not hear

Savile will be able

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