_Coz._ It may be; But I must have stronger assurance of it Than passionate words: and, not to trifle time, As we came unexpected to your house, We will prevent all means that may prepare her How to answer that with which we come to charge her. And howsoever it may be received As a foul breach to hospitable rites, On thy allegiance and boasted faith, Nay, forfeit of thy head, we do confine thee Close prisoner to thy chamber till all doubts Are clear'd that do concern us. _Char._ I obey, sir, And wish your grace had followed my hearse To my sepulchre, my loyalty unsuspected, Rather than now----But I am silent, sir, And let that speak my duty[85]. [_Exit._ I can't perceive the deficiency _Coz._ If this man Be false, disguised treachery ne'er put on A shape so near to truth. Within, there! _Re-enter_ GIOVANNI _and_ SANAZARRO, _ushering in_ PETRONELLA. CALANDRINO _and others setting forth a Banquet_. _Sanaz._ Sir. _Coz._ Bring Lidia forth. _Giov._ She comes, sir, of herself, To present her service to you. _Coz._ Ha! This personage Cannot invite affection. _Sanaz._ See you keep state. _Petron._ I warrant you. _Coz._ The manners of her mind Must be transcendent, if they can defend Her rougher outside. May we with your liking Salute you, lady? _Petron._ Let me wipe my mouth, sir, With my cambric handkerchief, and then have at you. _Coz._ Can this be possible? _Sanaz._ Yes, sir; you will find her Such as I gave her to you. _Petron._ Will your dukeship Sit down and eat some sugar-plums? Here's a castle Of march-pane[86] too; and this quince-marmalade was Of my own making; all summ'd up together, Did cost the setting on: and here is wine too, As good as e'er was tapp'd. I'll be your taster, For I know the fashion. [_Drinks all off._]--Now you must do me right, sir; You shall nor will nor choose. _Giov._ She's very simple. _Coz._ Simple! 'tis worse. Do you drink thus often, lady? _Petron._ Still when I am thirsty, and eat when I am hungry: Such junkets come not every day. Once more to you, With a heart and a half, i' faith. _Coz._ Pray you, pause a little. _Petron._ Then I'll drink for you. _Coz._ I'll find you out a pledge That shall supply my place: what think you of This complete signior? You are a Juno, And in such state must feast this Jupiter: What think you of him? _Petron._ I desire no better. _Coz._ And you will undertake this service for me? You are good at the sport. _Cal._ Who, I? a piddler, sir. _Coz._ Nay, you shall sit enthroned, and eat and drink As you were a duke. _Cal._ If your grace will have me, I'll eat and drink like an emperor. _Coz._ Take your place, then: [CALANDRINO _takes the duke's chair_. We are amazed. _Giov._ This is gross; nor can the imposture But be discover'd. _Sanaz._ The duke is too sharp-sighted To be deluded thus.