_Elnor._ Did you not proud French-woman, [dac137] Could _I_ come neare your daintie vissage with my nayles, Ide set my ten commandments in your face. _King._ Be patient gentle Aunt. ·dac140· It was against her will. _Elnor._ Against her will. Good King sheele dandle thee, [dac142] If thou wilt alwaies thus be rulde by her. But let it rest. As sure as _I_ do liue, She shall not strike dame _Elnor_ vnreuengde. ·dac145· _Exet Elnor._ _King._ Beleeue me my loue, thou wart much to blame, [dac146] I would not for a thousand pounds of gold, My noble vnckle had bene here in place. Enter Duke _Humphrey_. But see where he comes, _I_ am glad he met her not. Vnckle _Gloster_, what answere makes your grace ·dac150· Concerning our Regent for the Realme of _France_, Whom thinks your grace is meetest for to send. _Humphrey._ My gratious Lord, then this is my resolue, For that these words the Armourer should speake, [dac154] Doth breed suspition on the part of _Yorke_, ·dac155· Let _Somerset_ be Regent ouer the French, [dac156] Till trials made, and _Yorke_ may cleare himselfe. [dac157] _King._ Then be it so my Lord of _Somerset_. We make your grace Regent ouer the French, And to defend our rights gainst forraine foes, [dac160] And so do good vnto the Realme of _France_. Make hast my Lord, tis time that you were gone, The time of Truse I thinke is full expirde. _Somerset._ I humbly thanke your royall Maiestie, And take my leaue to poste with speed to _France_. ·dac165· _Exet Somerset._ _King._ Come vnckle _Gloster_, now lets haue our horse, [dac166] For we will to Saint Albones presently, Madame your Hawke they say, is swift of flight, And we will trie how she will flie to day. [dac169] _Exet omnes._ SCENE IV. Enter _Elnor_, with sir _Iohn Hum_, _Koger Bullenbrooke_ a Coniurer, and _Margery Iourdaine_ a Witch. _Elnor._ Here sir _Iohn_, take this scrole of paper here, [dad001] Wherein is writ the questions you shall aske, And I will stand vpon this Tower here, And here the spirit what it saies to you, [dad004] And to my questions, write the answeres downe. ·dad005· She goes vp to the Tower. _Sir Iohn._ Now sirs begin and cast your spels about, And charme the fiendes for to obey your wils, And tell Dame _Elnor_ of the thing she askes. _Witch._ Then _Roger Bullinbrooke_ about thy taske, And frame a Cirkle here vpon the earth, ·dad010· Whilst I thereon all prostrate on my face, Do talke and whisper with the diuels be low, [dad012] And coniure them for to obey my will. She lies downe vpon her face. _Bullenbrooke_ makes a Cirkle.