Would I were so near too, and a mate fitting. _Am_. What think ye, Sir, to this I have at your Knight now. _Bar_. 'Twas subtilly play'd: your Queen lies at my service. Prethee look off, he is ready to pop in again, Look off I say, do'st thou not see how he blushes? _Am_. I do not blast him. _Lean_. But ye do, and burn too, What killing looks she steals! _Bar_. I have you now close, Now for a Mate. _Lean_. You are a blessed man that may so have her. Oh that I might play with her-- [_knock within_. _Bar_. Who's there? I come, you cannot scape me now wife. I come, I come. [_knock_. _Lean_. Most blessed hand that calls him. _Bar_. Play quickly wife. _Am_. 'Pray ye give leave to think, Sir. _Enter_ Moor. _Moor_. An honest neighbour that dwells hard by, Sir, Would fain speak with your worship about business. _Lean_. The devil blow him off. _Bar_. Play. _Am_. I will study: For if you beat me thus, you will still laugh at me--[_knock_. _Bar_. He knocks again; I cannot stay. _Leandro_, 'Pray thee come near. _Lean_. I am well, Sir, here. _Bar_. Come hither: Be not afraid, but come. _Am_. Here's none will bite, Sir. _Lean_. God forbid Lady. _Am_. 'Pray come nearer. _Lean_. Yes forsooth. _Bar_. 'Prethee observe these men: just as they stand here, And see this Lady do not alter 'em, And be not partial, Pupil. _Lean_. No indeed Sir. _Bar_. Let her not move a pawn, I'le come back presently, Nay you shall know I am a Conquerour. Have an eye Pupil-- [_Exit_. _Am_. Can ye play at Chess Sir? _Lean_. A little, Lady. _Am_. But you cannot tell me How to avoid this Mate, and win the Game too; H'as noble eyes: ye dare not friend me so far. _Lean_. I dare do any thing that's in mans power Lady, To be a friend to such a noble beauty. _Am_. This is no Lawyers language: I pray ye tell me, Whither may I remove, Ye see I am set round, To avoid my husband? _Lean_. I shall tell ye happily, But happily you will not be instructed. _Am_. Yes, and thank ye too, shall I move this man? _Lean_. Those are unseemly: move one can serve ye, Can honour ye, can love ye. _Am_. 'Pray ye tell quickly, He will return, and then. _Lean_. I'le tell ye instantly, Move me, and I will move any way to serve ye, Move your heart this way, Lady. _Am_. How? _Lean_. 'Pray ye hear me. Behold the sport of love, when he is imperious, Behold the slave of love. _Am_.