Count. 'Tis all one, thou shalt know him first.
Laz. Stay a little, if he should offer to take me away with him, and by that means I should loose that I seek for; but if he should I will not goe with him.
Count. Lazarello, the Duke stayes, wilt thou lose this opportunity?
Laz. How must I speak to him?
Count. 'Twas well thought of: you must not talk to him as you doe to an ordinary man, honest plain sence, but you must wind about him: for example, if he should aske you what a clock it is, you must not say; If it please your grace 'tis nine; but thus; thrice three a clock, so please my Sovereign: or thus;
Look how many Muses there doth dwell
Upon the sweet banks of the learned Well;
And just so many stroaks the clock hath struck,
And so forth; And you must now and then enter into a description.
Laz. I hope I shall doe it.
Count. Come: May it please your grace to take note of a Gentleman, wel seen, deeply read, and throughly grounded in the hidden knowledge of all sallets and potherbs whatsoever.
Duke. I shall desire to know him more inwardly.
Laz. I kiss the Oxe-hide of your graces foot.