"Permit me to decline satisfying you, Sir Knight."
"Signor Salviati, I am little used to opposition; give me the letter, it will be better for you."
"Troilo, if you esteem my favor dear to you, I command you to be silent and depart——"
"Isabella, it is now time for you to cease commanding and begin to obey."
"Sir Troilo, I assure you upon the faith of an honorable Knight, that this does not concern you."
"Faith! Perhaps the same with which you sounded the praises of his Highness, Sir Cosimo! An honorable Knight never enters by stealth the house of another, nor meddles in affairs that do not concern him, nor hatches plots, for if they were not plots, you would not refuse to give an account of them."
"And who are you, then, Sir Troilo, I pray you——"
"I?—I am he to whom the Duke of Bracciano gave the charge of his wife——"
"And dare you make a right of this charge? Ah! Sir Troilo."
"What do you mean, Salviati? Beware! I am a man capable of cutting out your tongue—you know——"