Val. I come, great sir, your justice to demand. [To the Emperor.
Max. You cannot doubt it from a father's hand.
Por. Sir, I confess, before her suit be known; And by myself condemned, my crime I own. I have refused.
Val. Peace, peace, while I confess I have refused thee for unworthiness.
Por. I am amazed.
Max. What riddles do you use? Dare either of you my commands refuse?
Val. Yes, I dare own, howe'er 'twas wisely done To adopt so mean a person for your son, So low you should not for your daughter chuse; And, therefore, sir, this marriage I refuse.
Max. You liked the choice when first I thought, it fit.
Val. I had not then enough considered it.
Max. And you have now considered it too much: Secrets of empire are not safe to touch.