Scene III. A Room in Gloucester's Castle.
[Enter Gloucester and Edmund.]
Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this unnatural dealing. When I
desired their leave that I might pity him, they took from me the
use of mine own house; charged me on pain of perpetual displeasure,
neither to speak of him, entreat for him, nor any way sustain him.
Most savage and unnatural!
Go to; say you nothing. There is division betwixt the dukes,
and a worse matter than that: I have received a letter this
night; — 'tis dangerous to be spoken; — I have locked the letter in
my closet: these injuries the king now bears will be revenged
home; there's part of a power already footed: we must incline to
the king. I will seek him, and privily relieve him: go you and
maintain talk with the duke, that my charity be not of him
perceived: if he ask for me, I am ill, and gone to bed. If I
die for it, as no less is threatened me, the king my old master
must be relieved. There is some strange thing toward, Edmund;
pray you be careful.
This courtesy, forbid thee, shall the duke
Instantly know; and of that letter too: —
This seems a fair deserving, and must draw me
That which my father loses, — no less than all:
The younger rises when the old doth fall.