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.