Clinton.What mean you? What will have become of Fabiani?
Renard.Have you good eyes, my lord?
Clinton.Yes, although I'm old and the night is dark.
Renard.Do you see London across the river?
Clinton.Yes. Why?
Renard.Look closely. From here you see the zenith and the nadir of every favourite's fortunes—Westminster and the Tower of London.
Clinton.Well?
Renard.If God is on my side, there is a man who at this moment is still there,
[He points to Westminster.
and who at this hour to-morrow will be here.
[He points to the Tower.
Clinton.May God be on your side!
Montagu.The people detest him no less than we do. What rejoicing there will be in London on the day of his fall!
Chandos.We have put ourselves in your hands, my good sir. Command us. What must we do?
Renard [pointing to the house near the water.]You all see yonder house. 'Tis Gilbert's the journeyman carver. Do not lose sight of it. Disperse, with your people, but go not too far away. Above all, do nothing without me.
Chandos.Agreed.
[Exeunt in various directions.
Renard [alone.]Such a man as I need is not easily found.
