LEICESTER (surprised)
What ailed the knight?
MORTIMER
My lord, I cannot tell
What angers him: the confidence, perhaps,
The queen so suddenly confers on me.
LEICESTER
Are you deserving then of confidence?
MORTIMER
This would I ask of you, my Lord of Leicester.
LEICESTER
You said you wished to speak with me in private.
MORTIMER
Assure me first that I may safely venture.
LEICESTER
Who gives me an assurance on your side?
Let not my want of confidence offend you;
I see you, sir, exhibit at this court
Two different aspects; one of them must be
A borrowed one; but which of them is real?
MORTIMER
The selfsame doubts I have concerning you.
LEICESTER
Which, then, shall pave the way to confidence?
MORTIMER
He, who by doing it, is least in danger.
LEICESTER
Well, that are you —
MORTIMER
No, you; the evidence
Of such a weighty, powerful peer as you
Can overwhelm my voice. My accusation
Is weak against your rank and influence.
LEICESTER
Sir, you mistake. In everything but this
I'm powerful here; but in this tender point
Which I am called upon to trust you with,
I am the weakest man of all the court,
The poorest testimony can undo me.
MORTIMER
If the all-powerful Earl of Leicester deign
To stoop so low to meet me, and to make
Such a confession to me, I may venture
To think a little better of myself,
And lead the way in magnanimity.
LEICESTER
Lead you the way of confidence, I'll follow.
MORTIMER (producing suddenly the letter)
Here is a letter from the Queen of Scotland.
LEICESTER (alarmed, catches hastily at the letter)
Speak softly, sir! what see I? Oh, it is
Her picture!
[Kisses and examines it with speechless joy – a pause.
MORTIMER (who has watched him closely the whole tine)
Now, my lord, I can believe you.
LEICESTER (having hastily run through the letter)
You know the purport of this letter, sir.
MORTIMER
Not I.