Volume Iv Part 51 (1/2)

_Guil._ Look ye, Sir, there, don't you see them?

_Gal._ How does your Highness? This Fellow told me Of a quarrel here, which made me haste.

_Fred._ Be silent, and carry me to my own apartment.

_Gal._ Alas, Sir, is it you that fought?

_Fred._ No more Questions.-- Kind Boy, pray leave me not till I have found A way to recompense thy pretty care of me.

_Clo._ I will wait on you, Sir.

[Exeunt all but _Guil._

Enter _Lorenzo_ and his _Page_. Peeps first.

_Lor._ What's the matter here? the Prince is wounded too.

Oh, what a Dog was I to know of some such thing, And not secure them all?

[_Lor._ stands gazing at _Guil._ _Guil._ stands tabering his Hat, and scruing his Face.

--What's here? Ha, ha, ha, this is the pleasantest Fellow that e'er I saw in my Life.

Prithee, Friend, what's thy Name?

_Guil._ My Name, an't shall like ye.

My Name, it is _Guilliam_.

_Lor._ From whence comest thou?

_Guil._ From a Village a great huge way off.

_Lor._ And what's thy business here, hah?

_Guil._ Truly, Sir, not to tell a Lye; I come to get a Service here at Court.

_Lor._ A Service at Court! ha, ha, that's a pleasant Humour, i'faith. Why, Fellow, what canst thou do?

_Guil._ Do, Sir! I can do any thing.

_Lor._ Why, what canst thou do? canst thou dress well?

--Set a Peruke to advantage, tie a Crevat, And Cuffs? put on a Belt with dexterity, hah?

These be the Parts that must recommend you.

_Guil._ I know not what you mean, But I am sure I can do them all.

_Lor._ Thou art confident it seems, and I can tell You, Sirrah, that's a great step to Preferment; --But well, go on then, canst ride the great Horse?

_Guil._ The biggest in all our Town I have rid a thousand times.

_Lor._ That's well; canst fence?