Was there ever man had such luck! When I kiss’d the jack, upon an upcast to be hit away! I had a hundred pound on’t; and then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing, as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.

What got he by that? You have broke his pate with your bowl.

[Aside.] If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have run all out.

When a gentleman is dispos’d to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths. Ha?

No, my lord; [Aside.] nor crop the ears of them.

Whoreson dog! I gave him satisfaction. Would he had been one of my rank!

[Aside.] To have smell’d like a fool.

I am not vex’d more at anything in th’ earth. A pox on’t! I had rather not be so noble as I am; they dare not fight with me, because of the Queen my mother. Every jackslave hath his bellyful of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match.

[Aside.] You are cock and capon too; and you crow, cock, with your comb on.

Sayest thou?

It is not fit your lordship should undertake every companion that you give offence to.

No, I know that; but it is fit I should commit offence to my inferiors.

Ay, it is fit for your lordship only.

Why, so I say.

Did you hear of a stranger that’s come to court tonight?

A stranger, and I not known on’t?

[Aside.] He’s a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.

There’s an Italian come, and, ’tis thought, one of Leonatus’ friends.

Leonatus? A banish’d rascal; and he’s another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger?

One of your lordship’s pages.

Is it fit I went to look upon him? Is there no derogation in’t?

You cannot derogate, my lord.

Not easily, I think.

[Aside.] You are a fool granted; therefore your issues, being foolish, do not derogate.

Come, I’ll go see this Italian. What I have lost today at bowls I’ll win tonight of him. Come, go.

I’ll attend your lordship.