COLLEN.
An’t please your majesty, we do not only allow of your highness’
pleasure, but also vow faithfully in what we may to further it.
KING OF ARAGON.
Thanks, good my lords, if long Adrostus live
He will at full requite your courtesies.
Tremelio,
In recompense of thy late valour done,
Take unto thee the Catalonian prince,
Our prisoner, lately taken in the wars.
Be thou his keeper, his ransom shall be thine;
We’ll think of it, when leisure shall afford.
Meanwhile, do use him well; his father is a king.
TREMELIO.
Thanks to your majesty, his usage shall be such,
As he thereat shall think no cause to grutch.
[_Exeunt Tremelio and Prince._]
KING OF ARAGON.
Then march we on to court, and rest our wearied limbs!
But, Collen, I’ve a tale in secret kept for thee:
When thou shalt hear a watchword from thy king,
Think then some weighty matter is at hand,
That highly shall concern our state,
Then, Collen, look thou be not far from me,
And for thy service thou tofore hast done,
Thy truth and valour prov’d in every point,
I shall with bounties thee enlarge therefore.
So guard us to the court.
COLLEN.
What so my sovereign doth command me do,
With willing mind I gladly yield consent.
[_Exeunt._]
SCENE II. The same
Enter Segasto and the Clown, with weapons about him.
SEGASTO.
Tell me, sirrah, how do you like your weapons?
MOUSE.
O, very well, very well, they keep my sides warm.
SEGASTO.
They keep the dogs from your shins very well, do they not?
MOUSE.
How, keep the dogs from my shins? I would scorn but my shins could keep
the dogs from them.
SEGASTO.
Well, sirrah, leaving idle talk, tell me, dost thou know Captain
Tremelio’s chamber?
MOUSE.
Ay, very well, it hath a door.
SEGASTO.
I think so; for so hath every chamber. But dost thou know the man?
MOUSE.
Ay, forsooth, he hath a nose on his face.
SEGASTO.
Why, so hath every one.
MOUSE.
That’s more than I know.
SEGASTO.
But dost thou remember the captain that was here with the king even
now, that brought the young prince prisoner?
MOUSE.
O, very well.
SEGASTO.
Go unto him, and bid him come to me. Tell him I have a matter in secret
to impart to him.
MOUSE.
I will, master; master, what’s his name?
SEGASTO.
Why, Captain Tremelio, man
MOUSE.
O, the meal-man; I know him very well; he brings meal every Saturday;
but hark you, master, must I bid him come to you, or must you come to
him?
SEGASTO.
No, sirrah, he must come to me.
MOUSE.
Hark you, master; how, if he be not at home? What shall I do then?
SEGASTO.
Why, then leave word with some of his folks.
MOUSE.
O, master, if there be nobody within, I will leave word with his dog.
SEGASTO.
Why, can his dog speak?
MOUSE.
I cannot tell; wherefore doth he keep his chamber else?
SEGASTO.
To keep out such knaves as thou art.
MOUSE.
Nay, by’r Lady, then go yourself.
SEGASTO.
You will go, sir; will ye not?
MOUSE.
Yes, marry, will I. O, ’tis come to my head, an a be not within, I’ll
bring his chamber to you.
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