Int. Is your Lordship in good earnest?
Count. Hark you Sir, there may perhaps be some within ear-[shot]. [He whispers with him.
Enter Lazarello and his Boy.
Laz. Sirrah, will you venture your life, the Duke hath sent the Fish-head to my Lord?
Boy. Sir if he have not, kill me, do what you will with me.
Laz. How uncertain is the state of all mortal things! I have these crosses from my Cradle, from my very Cradle, insomuch that I do begin to grow desperate: Fortune I do despise thee, do thy worst; yet when I do better gather my self together, I do find it is rather the part of a wise man, to prevent the storms of Fortune by stirring, than to suffer them by standing still, to pour themselves upon his naked body. I will about it.
Count. Who's within there?
Enter a Servingman.
Let this Gentleman out at the back door, forget not my instructions, if you find any thing dangerous; trouble not your self to find out me, but carry your informations to the Lord Lucio, he is a man grave, and well experienced in these businesses.