Age. But Gentlemen, what say you to the Prince?
Nis. I, concerning his being sent I know not whither.
Dorialus. Why then he will come home I know not when: you shall pardon me, I'll talk no more of this subject, but say, gods be with him where ere he is, and send him well home again: For why, he is gone, or when he will return, let them know that directed him: Only this, there's mad Morisco's in the state; but what they are, I'll tell you when I know. Come, let's go, hear all, and say nothing.
Agen. Content. [Exeunt.
Enter Timantus, and Telamon.
Tela. Timantus, is the Duke ready yet?
Tima. Almost.
Tela. What ails him?
Tima. Faith I know not, I think he has dreamt he's but eighteen: has been wors[e] since he sent you forth for the frizling iron.