A Park near Middleham Castle in Yorkshire.
 Enter RICHARD, Lord HASTINGS, and SIR WILLIAM STANLEY.

Richard	Now, my Lord Hastings and Sir William Stanley,
	Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither
	Into this chiefest thicket of the park.
	Thus stands the case: you know our king, my brother,
	Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands
	He hath good usage and great liberty,
	And often but attended with weak guard
	Comes hunting this way to disport himself.
	I have advertised him by secret means
	That if about this hour he make this way,
	Under the colour of his usual game,
	He shall here find his friends with horse and men
	To set him free from his captivity.

               Enter KING EDWARD, and a HUNTSMAN with him.

Huntsman	This way, my lord, for this way lies the game.

King Edward	Nay, this way, man; see where the huntsmen stand.
	Now, brother of Gloucester, Lord Hastings, and the rest,
	Stand you thus close to steal the bishop's deer?

Richard	Brother, the time and case requireth haste.
	Your horse stands ready at the park corner.

King Edward	But whither shall we then?

Hastings									To Lynn, my lord,
	And ship from thence to Flanders?

Richard	Well guessed, believe me, for that was my meaning.

King Edward	Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness.

Richard	But wherefore stay we? 'Tis no time to talk.

King Edward	Huntsman, what sayst thou? Wilt thou go along?

Huntsman	Better do so than tarry and be hanged.

Richard	Come then, away; let's ha' no more ado.

King Edward	Bishop, farewell; shield thee from Warwick's frown,
	And pray that I may repossess the crown.
													[Exeunt.
