Henslowe. Well, what’s the news?
Shakespeare. I sit at home. You roam England. You can do the talking. How did the tour go?
Henslowe. You’re thin, man! What’s the matter? Success doesn’t suit you?
Shakespeare. How did the tour go?
Henslowe. By way of Oxford, Warwick, Kenilworth—
Shakespeare. I said “how” not “where.”
Henslowe. —and Leamington and Stratford. We played ‘Romeo’ every other night—and to full houses, my son! I’ve a pocketful of money for you. They liked you everywhere. As for your townsfolk, they went mad. You can safely go home, boy! You’ll find Sir Thomas in the front row, splitting his gloves. He’ll ask you to dinner.
Shakespeare. Were you there long?
Henslowe. Two nights.
Shakespeare. Did you see—anyone?