_Eust._ Then see a wondrous thing, I feare mee you would paint in _Teneus_ heart, Affection in his power and chiefest parts. _Ida._ Good Lord sir no, for hearts but pricked soft, Are wounded sore, for so I heare it oft. 800 _Eust._ what recks the second, Where but your happy eye, May make him liue, whom _Ioue_ hath iudgd to die. _Ida._ Should life & death within this needle lurke, Ile pricke no hearts, Ile pricke vpon my worke. _Enter Ateuken, with Slipper the Clowne._ _Coun._ Peace _Ida_, I perceiue the fox at hand. _Eust._ The fox? why fetch your hounds & chace him hence. _Count._ Oh sir these great men barke at small offence. _Ateu._ Come will it please you to enter gentle sir? 810 _Offer to exeunt._ Stay courteous Ladies, fauour me so much, As to discourse a word or two apart. _Count._ Good sir, my daughter learnes this rule of mee, To shun resort, and straungers companie: For some are shifting mates that carrie letters, Some such as you too good, because our betters. _Slip._ Now I pray you sir what a kin are you to a pickrell? _Ateu._ Why knaue? _Slip._ By my troth sir, because I neuer knew a proper scituation 820 fellow of your pitch, fitter to swallow a gudgin. _Ateu._ What meanst thou by this? _Slip._ Shifting fellow sir, these be thy words, shifting fellow: This Gentlewoman I feare me, knew your bringing vp. _Ateu._ How so? _Slip._ Why sir your father was a Miller, That could shift for a pecke of grist in a bushell, And you a faire spoken Gentleman, that can get more land by a lye, then an honest man by his readie mony. _Ateu._ Catiue what sayest thou? 830 _Slip._ I say sir, that if shee call you shifting knaue, You shall not put her to the proofe. _Ateu._ And why? _Slip._ Because sir, liuing by your wit as you doo shifting, is your letters pattents, it were a hard matter for mee to get my dinner that day, wherein my Maister had not solde a dozen of deuices, a case of cogges, and a shute of shifts in the morning: I speak this in your commendation sir, & I pray you so take it. _Ateu._ If I liue knaue I will bee reuenged, what Gentleman would entertaine a rascall, thus to derogate from his honour? 840 _Ida._ My Lord why are you thus impatient? _Ateu._ Not angrie _Ida_, but I teach this knaue, How to behaue himselfe among his betters: Behold faire Countesse to assure your stay, I heere present the signet of the king, Who now by mee faire _Ida_ doth salute you: And since in secret I haue certaine things, In his behalfe good Madame to impart, I craue your daughter to discourse a part. _Count._ Shee shall in humble dutie bee addrest, 850 To do his Highnesse will in what shee may. _Id._ Now gentle sir what would his grace with me?