_Gent._ Are there such men as will say nothing abroad, and play the fools in their Lodgings? this Lord must be followed: and hath your Lordship some new made words to scatter in your speeches in publick, to gain note, that the hearers may carry them away, and dispute of them at dinner? _Luc._ I have Sir: and besides, my several Gowns and Caps agreeable to my several occasions. _Gent._ 'Tis well, and you have learn'd to write a bad hand, that the Readers may take pains for it. _Luc._ Yes Sir, and I give out I have the palsie. _Gent._ Good, 'twere better though, if you had it: your Lordship hath a Secretary, that can write fair, when you purpose to be understood. _Luc._ 'Faith Sir I have one, there he stands, he hath been my Secretary these seven years, but he hath forgotten to write. _Gen._ If he can make a writing face, it is not amiss, so he keep his own counsel: your Lordship hath no hope of the Gout? _Luc._ Uh, little Sir, since the pain in my right foot left me. _Gent._ 'Twill be some scandal to your wisdom, though I see your Lordship knows enough in publick business. _Luc._ I am not imploy'd (though to my desert) in occasions forreign, nor frequented for matters domestical. _Gent._ Not frequented? what course takes your Lordship? _Luc._ The readiest way, my door stands wi[de], my Secretary knows I am not denied to any. _Gent._ In this (give me leave) your Lordship is out of the way: make a back door to let out Intelligencers; seem to be ever busie, and put your door under keepers, and you shall have a troop of Clients sweating to come at you. _Luc._ I have a back door already, I will henceforth be busie, Secretary, run and keep the door. [_Exit Secretary._ _Gent._ This will fetch 'um? _Luc._ I hope so. _Enter Secretary._ _Secr._ My Lord, there are some require access to you, about weighty affairs of State. _Luc._ Already? _Gent._ I told you so. _Luc._ How weighty is the business? _Secr._ Treason my Lord. _Luc._ Sir, my debts to you for this are great. _Gent._ I will leave your Lordship now. _Luc._ Sir, my death must be suddain, if I requite you not: at the back door good Sir. _Gent._ I will be your Lordships Intelligencer for once. [_Exit Gentleman._ _Enter Secretary._ _Secr._ My Lord. _Luc._ Let 'em in, and say I am at my study. _Enter_ Lazarello, _and two Intelligencers_, Lucio _being at his study_. _1 Int._ Where is your Lord? _Secr._ At his study, but he will have you brought in. _Laza._ Why Gentlemen, what will you charge me withal?