SKELTON. SIR JOHN ELTHAM. KING RICHARD THE FIRST. PRINCE JOHN. ROBERT EARL OF HUNTINGTON. LITTLE JOHN. SCARLET. SCATHLOCK. FRIAR TUCK. MUCH, _the Clown_. LEICESTER. RICHMOND. SALISBURY. CHESTER. SENTLOE. FITZWATER. LACY. SIR HUGH LACY. SIR GILBERT BROUGHTON. BISHOP OF ELY. PRIOR OF YORK. JUSTICE WARMAN. WARMAN'S COUSIN. RALPH. _Jailor of Nottingham, Sheriff, Messenger, Boy, Colliers, &c_. QUEEN ELINOR. MATILDA, _Fitzwater's Daughter_. WARMAN'S WIFE. OLD WOMAN. THE DOWNFALL OF ROBERT EARL OF HUNTINGTON. ACT I, SCENE 1. _Enter_ SIR JOHN ELTHAM, _and knocks at_ SKELTON'S _door_.[157] SIR JOHN. How, Master Skelton; what, at study hard? [_Opens the door_. SKEL. Welcome and wish'd-for honest Sir John Eltham. I have sent twice, and either time he miss'd That went to seek you. ELT. So full well he might: These two hours it pleased his majesty To use my service in surveying maps, Sent over from the good King Ferdinand, That to the Indies, at Sebastian's suit, Hath lately sent a Spanish colony. SKEL. Then 'twill trouble you, After your great affairs, to take the pain That I intended to entreat you to, About rehearsal of our[158] promis'd play. ELT. Nay, Master Skelton; for the King himself, As we were parting, bid me take great heed We fail not of our day: therefore, I pray, Send for the rest, that now we may rehearse. SKEL. O, they are ready all, and dress'd to play. What part play you? ELT. Why, I play Little John, And came on purpose with this green suit. SKEL. Holla, my masters! Little John is come. [_At every door all the players run out, some crying "Where? where?" others, "Welcome, Sir John:" among others the boys and Clown_. SKEL. Faith, little Tracy, you are somewhat forward: What, our Maid Marian leaping like a lad? If you remember, Robin is your love-- Sir Thomas Mantle yonder--not Sir John. CLOWN. But, master, Sir John is my fellow, for I am Much the miller's son, am I not? SKEL. I know ye are, sir; And, gentlemen, since you are thus prepar'd, Go in, and bring your dumb-scene on the stage; And I, as prologue, purpose to express The ground whereon our history is laid. [_Exeunt. Manent_ SKELTON _and_ SIR JOHN.