_Aub._ I would speak my free thoughts, yet not appear so; Nor am I so ambitious of the title Of one that dares talk any thing that was Against the torrent of his own opinion, That I affect to speak ought may offend you: And therefore gracious Sir, be pleas'd to think My manners or discretion have inform'd me That I was born, in all good ends, to serve you: And not to check at what concerns me not: I look not with sore eyes on your rich out-side, Nor rack my thoughts to find out to what purpose 'Tis now employ'd; I wish it may be good, And that, I hope, offends not for a subject Towards his Prince in things indifferent; To use the austereness of a censuring _Cato_ Is arrogance, not freedom. _Rol._ I commend This temper in you, and will cherish it. _Enter_ Hamond _with Letters_. They come from _Rome_, _Latorch_ imployed you? _Ham._ True Sir. _Rol._ I must not now be troubled with a thought Of any new design; good _Aubrey_ read 'em, And as they shall direct you, use my power, Or to reply or execute. _Aub._ I will, Sir. _Rol._ And Captain bring a squadron of our Guard To th' house that late was _Baldwins_, and there wait me. _Ham._ I shall. _Rol._ Some two hours hence. _Ham._ With my best care. _Rol._ Inspire me Love, and be thy deity, Or scorn'd or fear'd, as now thou favour'st me. [_Exit_ Rollo. _Ham._ My stay to do my duty, may be wrongs Your Lordships privacy. _Aub._ Captain, your love Is ever welcome; I intreat your patience While I peruse these. _Ham._ I attend your pleasure. _Aub._ How's this, a plot on me? _Ham._ What is contain'd In th' letters that I brought, that thus transports him? _Aub._ To be wrought on by Rogues, and have my head Brought to the Axe by Knaves that cheat for bread? The Creatures of a Parasite, a slave; I find you here _Latorch_, not wonder at it; But that this honest Captain should be made His instrument, afflicts me; I'le make trial Whether his will or weakness made him do it. Captain you saw the Duke when he commanded I should do what these letters did direct me, And I presume you think I'le not neglect For fear or favour, to remove all dangers How near soever that man can be to me From whom they should have birth. _Ham._ It is confirm'd. _Aub._ Nor would you Captain, I believe, refuse, Or for respect of thankfulness, or hopes, To use your sword with fullest confidence Where he shall bid you strike. _Ham._ I never have done. _Aub._ Nor will I think-- _Ham._ I hope it is not question'd. _Aub._ The means to have it so, is now propos'd you. Draw, so, 'tis well, and next cut off my head. _Ham._ What means your Lordship?