Count. If you could be drawn to affect Beef, Venison,
or Fowl, 'twould be far the better.
Laza. I doe beseech your Lordships patience,
I doe confess that in this heat of blood,
I have contemn'd all dull and grosser meats,
But I protest I doe honor a Chine of Beef,
I doe reverence a loyn of Veal,
But good my Lord, give me leave a little to adore this:
But my good Lord, would your Lordship, under color of
taking up some silks, goe to the Mercers, I would in all
humilitie attend your honor, where we may be invited, if
Fortune stand propitious.
Count. Sir you shall work me as you please.
Laza. Let it be suddenly, I doe beseech your Lordship, 'tis now upon the point of dinner time.
Count. I am all yours. [Exeunt Lazarello and Count.
1 In. Come let us confer, Imprimis he saith, like a blasphemous villain, he's greater than the Duke, this peppers him, and there were nothing else.
2 In. Then he was naming plots; did you not hear?
1 In. Yes but he fell from that unto discovery, to corrupt by money, and so attain.
2 In. I, I, he meant some Fort, or Cyttadell the Duke hath, his very face betraid his meaning, O he is [a] very subtile and a dangerous knave, but if he deal a Gods name, we shall worm him.
1 In. But now comes the Stroak, the fatall blow, Fire, Sword and Poyson, O Canibal, thou bloody Canibal.