Enter Juniper, Antonio, Sebastian, Martino,
Vincentio, Balthasar and Christophero.
Seb.
Valentine! welcome I faith; how
dost, sirrah?
Mart.
How do you, good Valentine?
Vinc.
Troth, Valentine, I am glad to see
you.
Balth.
Welcome, sweet rogue.
Seb.
Before god he never lookt better in
his life.
Balth.
And how is't, man? what alla
coragio?
Val.
Never better, gentlemen, I faith.
Junip.
'Swill, here comes the steward.
Chr.
Why how now, fellows! all here,
and nobody to wait above, now they are
ready to rise? look up, one or two; signior
Francisco Colonia's man, how does your
good master?
[Exeunt Juniper, Martino, Vincentio.
Val.
In health, sir; he will be here anon.
Chr.
Is he come home then?
Val.
I, sir, he is not past six miles hence;
he sent me before to learn if count Ferneze
were here, and return him word.
Chr.
Yes, my lord is here, and you may
tell your master, he shall come very hap-
pily to take his leave of lord Paulo Ferneze,
who is now instantly to depart, with other
noble gentlemen, upon special service.
Val.
I will tell him, sir.
Chr.
I pray you do; fellows, make him
drink.
Val.
Sirs, what service is't they are em-
ployed in?
Seb.
Why, against the French; they
mean to have a fling at Milain again, they
say.
Val.
Who leads our forces, can you tell?
Seb.
Marry, that does signior Maximilian,
he is above now.
Val.
Who! Maximilian of Vicenza?
Balt.
I, he; do you know him?
Fal.
Know him! O yes, he's an excellent
brave soldier.
Balt.
I, so they say; but one of the
most vain-glorious men in Europe.
Val.
He is indeed marry exceeding
valiant.
Seb.
And that is rare.
Balth.
What?
Seb.
Why, to see a vain-glorious man
valiant.
Val.
Well, he is so, I a**ure you.
Enter Juniper.
Junip.
What no farther yet! come on,
you precious rascal, Sir Valentine, I'll give
you a health i' faith; for the heavens, you
mad Capricio, hold hook and line.