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T Y RREL
James Tyrrel, and your most obedient subject.
KING RICHARD
Art thou indeed?
T Y RREL
Prove me, my gracious lord.
KING RICHARD
Dar’st thou resolve to kill a friend of mine?
T Y RREL
Please you; but I had rather kill two enemies. [70]
KING RICHARD
Why then thou hast it; two deep enemies,
Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep’s disturbers,
Are they that I would have thee deal upon.
Tyrrel, I mean those bastards in the Tower.
T Y RREL
Let me have open means to come to them, [75]
And soon I’ll rid you from the fear of them.
KING RICHARD
Thou sing’st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel:
Go by this token. Rise, and lend thine ear.
He whispers in his ear.
There is no more but so: say it is done,
And I will love thee, and prefer thee for it. [80]
T Y RREL Exit.
I will dispatch it straight.
Enter Buckingham.
BUCKINGHAM
My lord, I have consider’d in my mind
