London. The Tower
Enter LORD SCALES Upon the Tower, walking. Then enter two or three CITIZENS, below
How now! Is Jack Cade slain?
No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they have
won the bridge, killing all those that withstand them.
The Lord Mayor craves aid of your honour from the
Tower, to defend the city from the rebels.
Such aid as I can spare you shall command,
But I am troubled here with them myself;
The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower.
But get you to Smithfield, and gather head,
And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe;
Fight for your King, your country, and your lives;
And so, farewell, for I must hence again.