_Val._ As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter
Unto the secret nameless friend of yours;
Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, 95
But for my duty to your ladyship.
_Sil._ I thank you, gentle servant: 'tis very clerkly done.
_Val._ Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off;
For, being ignorant to whom it goes,
I writ at random, very doubtfully. 100
_Sil._ Perchance you think too much of so much pains?
_Val._ No, madam; so it stead you, I will write,
Please you command, a thousand times as much;
And yet--
_Sil._ A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel; 105
And yet I will not name it;--and yet I care not;--
And yet take this again:--and yet I thank you;
Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more.
_Speed._ [_Aside_] And yet you will; and yet another 'yet.'
_Val._ What means your ladyship? do you not like it? 110
_Sil._ Yes, yes: the lines are very quaintly writ;
But since unwillingly, take them again.
Nay, take them.
_Val._ Madam, they are for you.
_Sil._ Ay, ay: you writ them, sir, at my request; 115
But I will none of them; they are for you;
I would have had them writ more movingly.
_Val._ Please you, I'll write your ladyship another.
_Sil._ And when it's writ, for my sake read it over,
And if it please you, so; if not, why, so. 120
_Val._ If it please me, madam, what then?
_Sil._ Why, if it please you, take it for your labour:
And so, good morrow, servant. [_Exit._
_Speed._ O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible,
As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple! 125
My master sues to her; and she hath taught her suitor,
He being her pupil, to become her tutor.
O excellent device! was there ever heard a better,
That my master, being scribe, to himself should write the letter?
_Val._ How now, sir? what are you reasoning with 130
yourself?
_Speed._ Nay. I was rhyming: 'tis you that have the reason.
_Val._ To do what?
_Speed._ To be a spokesman for Madam Silvia. 135
_Val._ To whom?
_Speed._ To yourself: why, she wooes you by a figure.
_Val._ What figure?
_Speed._ By a letter, I should say.
_Val._ Why, she hath not writ to me? 140
_Speed._ What need she, when she hath made you write
to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the jest?
_Val._ No, believe me.
_Speed._ No believing you, indeed, sir. But did you perceive
her earnest? 145
_Val._ She gave me none, except an angry word.
_Speed._ Why, she hath given you a letter.
_Val._ That's the letter I writ to her friend.
_Speed._ And that letter hath she delivered, and there
an end. 150
_Val._ I would it were no worse.
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