Act III, Scene 6

The same.

[Enter a Scrivener, with a paper in his hand]

• Scrivener. This is the indictment of the good Lord Hastings;
  Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd,
  That it may be this day read over in Paul's.
  And mark how well the sequel hangs together:
  Eleven hours I spent to write it over, 2190
  For yesternight by Catesby was it brought me;
  The precedent was full as long a-doing:
  And yet within these five hours lived Lord Hastings,
  Untainted, unexamined, free, at liberty
  Here's a good world the while! Why who's so gross, 2195
  That seeth not this palpable device?
  Yet who's so blind, but says he sees it not?
  Bad is the world; and all will come to nought,
  When such bad dealings must be seen in thought.

[Exit]