Agaynst hym is concealment of the murther.

_Did_. Tys come about: twas allways in my mynde
Nothynge should hange me, beinge naught by kynde.

_Oli_. Bringe theym away. Treason so greate as thys
Was never seene synce man had power to wishe.

[_Exe. with the dead Bodyes_.



[SCENE 4.]


_Enter Charlimayne, Turpin, Eudon & Attendants_.

_Char_. What pageants thys that on the fallowd lands
Crosses me everye way? I cannot goe
But styll he meets me full jumpe.

_Tur_. Beleve me, Sir.
I have not seen an antycke more disguysed.
A gallopps ore the newe plowde lands as fast
As twere a comon hye way, yet no speeche
Can make hym to forsake theym.

_Eud_. Nay, whats more,
The beast he rydds on is not usuall,
Tys neyther horsse nor asse, and yet a beast