Take pen and incke, and write: are you ready?
Antonio. Yes.
Duch. What did I say?
Ant. That I should write some-what.
Duch. Oh, I remember:
After this triumph and this large expence,
It’s fit (like thrifty husbands) we enquire,
What’s laid up for tomorrow.
Ant. So please your beauteous excellence.
Duch. Beauteous?