_Mess._ The rebels are in Southwark; fly, my lord! Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer, Descended from the Duke of Clarence’ house,   [bdd029] And calls your grace usurper openly   ·bdd030· And vows to crown himself in Westminster. His army is a ragged multitude Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless: Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother’s death Hath given them heart and courage to proceed:   ·bdd035· All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen, They call false caterpillars and intend their death. _King._ O graceless men! they know not what they do. _Buck._ My gracious lord, retire to Killingworth,   [bdd039] Until a power be raised to put them down.   ·bdd040· _Queen._ Ah, were the Duke of Suffolk now alive, These Kentish rebels would be soon appeased!   [bdd042] _King._ Lord Say, the traitors hate thee;   [bdd043] Therefore away with us to Killingworth. _Say._ So might your grace’s person be in danger.   ·bdd045· The sight of me is odious in their eyes; And therefore in this city will I stay And live alone as secret as I may.   [bdd048] _Enter another_ Messenger. _Mess._ Jack Cade hath gotten London bridge:   [bdd049] The citizens fly and forsake their houses:   [bdd050] The rascal people, thirsting after prey, Join with the traitor, and they jointly swear To spoil the city and your royal court. _Buck._ Then linger not, my lord; away, take horse. _King._ Come, Margaret; God, our hope, will succour us.   ·bdd055· _Queen._ My hope is gone, now Suffolk is deceased. _King._ Farewell, my lord: trust not the Kentish rebels.   [bdd057] _Buck._ Trust nobody, for fear you be betray’d.   [bdd058] _Say._ The trust I have is in mine innocence, And therefore am I bold and resolute. [_Exeunt._   ·bdd060· SCENE V. _London. The Tower_. _Enter_ LORD SCALES _upon the Tower, walking. Then enter two or three_ Citizens _below_. _Scales._ How now! is Jack Cade slain?   [bde001] _First Cit._ No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they   [bde002] have won the bridge, killing all those that withstand them: the lord mayor craves aid of your honour from the Tower to defend the city from the rebels.   ·bde005· _Scales._ Such aid as I can spare you shall command; But I am troubled here with them myself; The rebels have assay’d to win the Tower. But get you to Smithfield and gather head,   [bde009] And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe;   [bde010] Fight for your king, your country and your lives; And so, farewell, for I must hence again. [_Exeunt._   [bde012] SCENE VI. _London. Cannon Street_. _Enter_ JACK CADE _and the rest, and strikes his staff on London-stone_.