Between the king and you, and to deliver, Like free and honest men, our just opinions, And comforts to your cause.

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Cam. Most honour'd madam, My Lord of York, out of his noble nature, [Zeal and obedience he still bore your grace, Forgetting, like a good man, your late censure Both of his truth and him, which was too far,] Offers, as I do, in a sign of peace, His service and his counsel.

Q. Kath. [Aside] To betray me.-My lords, I thank you both for your good wills; Ye speak like honest men, -pray God, ye

prove so!

But how to make ye suddenly an answer, In such a point of weight, so near mine honour,-

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More near my life, I fear,-with my weak wit,

1 Envy, malice.

2 "Such is my integrity of purpose towards thee, most serene highness."

And to such men of gravity and learning,
In truth, I know not. I was set at work
Among my maids, full little, God knows,
looking

Either for such men or such business.
For her sake that I have been,--for I feel
The last fit of my greatness,--good your graces,
Let me have time and counsel for my cause:
Alas, I am a woman, friendless, hopeless!
Wol. Madam, you wrong the king's love
with these fears:

Your hopes and friends are infinite.

Q. Kath.

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In England

But little for my profit: can you think, lords, That any Englishman dare give me counsel? Or be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' pleasure,

Though he be grown so desperate to be honest,

And live a subject? Nay, forsooth, my friends, They that must weigh out my afflictions, They that my trust must grow to, live not here: They are, as all my other comforts, far hence, In mine own country, lords. Cam. I would your grace 'Would leave your griefs, and take my counsel. Q. Kath. How, sir? Cam. Put your main cause into the king's