JACK. Yea, but I have heard say there is falsehood in fellowship, In the court sometimes one gives another finely the slip: Which when it is spied, it is laugh’d out with a scoff,[35] And with sporting and playing quickly[36] shaken off: In which kind of toying thy master hath such a grace, That he will never blush, he hath a wooden face. But, Will, my master hath bees in his head, If he find me here prating, I am but dead: He is still trotting in the city, there is somewhat in the wind; His looks bewray his inward troubled mind: Therefore I will be packing to the court by and by; If he be once angry, Jack shall cry, woe the pie! WILL. By’r Lady, if I tarry long here, of the same sauce shall I taste, For my master sent me on an errand, and bad me make haste, Therefore we will depart together. [_Exeunt._ _Here entereth_ STEPHANO. STEPHANO. Ofttimes I have heard, before I came hither, That no man can serve two masters together; A sentence so true, as most men do take it, At any time false that no man can make it: And yet by their leave, that first have it spoken, How that may prove false, even here I will open: For I, Stephano, lo, so named by my father, At this time serve two masters together, And love them alike: the one and the other I duly obey, I can do no other. A bondman I am, so nature hath wrought me, One Damon of Greece, a gentleman, bought me. To him I stand bound, yet serve I another, Whom Damon my master loves as his own brother: A gentleman too, and Pithias he is named, Fraught with virtue, whom vice never defamed. These two, since at school they fell acquainted, In mutual friendship at no time have fainted. But loved so kindly and friendly each other, As though they were brothers by father and mother. Pythagoras learning these two have embraced, Which both are in virtue so narrowly laced, That all their whole doings do fall to this issue, To have no respect but only to virtue: All one in effect, all one in their going, All one in their study, all one in their doing. These gentlemen both, being of one condition. Both alike of my service have all the fruition: Pithias is joyful, if Damon be pleased: If Pithias is served, then Damon is eased. Serve one, serve both (so near[37]), who would win them: I think they have but one heart between them. In travelling countries we three have contrived[38] Full many a year, and this day arrived At Syracuse in Sicilia, that ancient town, Where my masters are lodged; and I up and down Go seeking to learn what news here are walking, To hark of what things the people are talking. I like not this soil, for as I go plodding, I mark there two, there three, their heads always nodding, In close secret wise, still whispering together. If I ask any question, no man doth answer: