[Exit.]



SCENE III. London. The palace.

[Enter PETER and other PETITIONERS.]


1 PETITIONER.
My masters, let's stand close; my lord protector
will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver our
supplications in the quill.

2 PETITIONER.
Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good
man! Jesu bless him!

[Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN.]

PETER.
Here 'a comes, methinks, and the queen with him.
I'll be the first, sure.

2 PETITIONER.
Come back, fool; this is the Duke of Suffolk and
not my lord protector.

SUFFOLK.