Please it your Lordship, my Lord Powesse is gone
Past all recovery.

SECOND JUDGE.
Yet let search be made,
To apprehend his followers that are left.

SHERIFF.
There are some of them. Sirs, lay hold of them.

OWEN.
Of us? and why? what has her done, I pray you?

SHERIFF.
Disarm them, Bailiffs.

MAYOR.
Officers, assist.

DAVY.
Hear you, Lor shudge, what resson is for this?

OWEN.
Cosson pe puse for fighting for our Lord?

FIRST JUDGE.
Away with them.

DAVY.
Harg you, my Lord.