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Scen. VI.
Enter a Chamberlaine, and a boy to sweep the roome.Cham.
Boy, sweepe the roome, set each thing in his place,
The King and queen take Physicke here to night.
Boy.
Sir, and you'll helpe me, I am ready here.
They set a table.
Cham.
Fetch them two chaires boy.
Boy.
Yes, Sir,
What carpet meane you shall be spread a'th boord.
Cham.
That of red veluet, set the siluer cups,
There may be vse of them to take the potion:
Sets two bowls
So, now all's well, the roome is well prepar'd.
Enter Orestes like a Doctor of Physicke.
Orst.
Is this the roome, friend, where the King must be?
Cham.
Yes, this is the roome Sir, 'tis the priuat'st, this.
Orest.
You must auoyd it then, and tell his Grace,
Cham.
His grace shall know it.
Exit.
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