_Speed._ Without you? nay, that's certain, for, without you were so simple, none else would: but you are so without these follies, that these follies are within you, and shine through you like the water in an urinal, that not an eye that 35 sees you but is a physician to comment on your malady. _Val._ But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia? _Speed._ She that you gaze on so as she sits at supper? _Val._ Hast thou observed that? even she, I mean. _Speed._ Why, sir, I know her not. 40 _Val._ Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, and yet knowest her not? _Speed._ Is she not hard-favoured, sir? _Val._ Not so fair, boy, as well-favoured. _Speed._ Sir, I know that well enough. 45 _Val._ What dost thou know? _Speed._ That she is not so fair as, of you, well favoured. _Val._ I mean that her beauty is exquisite, but her favour infinite. _Speed._ That's because the one is painted, and the other 50 out of all count. _Val._ How painted? and how out of count? _Speed._ Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty. _Val._ How esteemest thou me? I account of her beauty. 55 _Speed._ You never saw her since she was deformed. _Val._ How long hath she been deformed? _Speed._ Ever since you loved her. _Val._ I have loved her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful. 60 _Speed._ If you love her, you cannot see her. _Val._ Why? _Speed._ Because Love is blind. O, that you had mine eyes; or your own eyes had the lights they were wont to have when you chid at Sir Proteus for going ungartered! 65 _Val._ What should I see then? _Speed._ Your own present folly, and her passing deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to garter his hose; and you, being in love, cannot see to put on your hose. _Val._ Belike, boy, then, you are in love; for last morning 70 you could not see to wipe my shoes. _Speed._ True, sir; I was in love with my bed: I thank you, you swinged me for my love, which makes me the bolder to chide you for yours. _Val._ In conclusion, I stand affected to her. 75 _Speed._ I would you were set, so your affection would cease. _Val._ Last night she enjoined me to write some lines to one she loves. _Speed._ And have you? 80 _Val._ I have. _Speed._ Are they not lamely writ? _Val._ No, boy, but as well as I can do them. Peace! here she comes. _Speed._ [_Aside_] O excellent motion! O exceeding puppet! 85 Now will he interpret to her. _Enter SILVIA._ _Val._ Madam and mistress, a thousand good-morrows. _Speed._ [_Aside_] O, give ye good even! here's a million of manners. _Sil._ Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thousand. 90 _Speed._ [_Aside_] He should give her interest, and she gives it him.