Ormond.Lambert, at last!
Carr [aside.] A monstrous mystery!
Lambert.Hail to the old friends of old England! hail!
Ormond [to his friends.
The time draws near to venture the great stroke.
Let us conclude th' alliance and mature
Our plans.
[He walks toward Lambert, who comes forward to meet him:
Christ crucified—
Lambert. To save mankind!—
We are prepared.
Ormond. I have at my command
Three hundred gentlemen, the leaders, these.
When do we smite th' accursèd one?
Lambert. When he
Is king.
Ormond. To-morrow.
Lambert. Let us strike to-morrow.
Ormond.Agreed.
Lambert. Agreed.
Ormond. The hour?
Lambert. High noon.
Ormond. The place?
Lambert.Westminster Hall itself.
Ormond. Allies!
Lambert. And friends!
[They shake hands for an instant.
[Aside.] The crown is mine! When you have served my ends