Lau. Who comes with him?
Vio. Only his friend's man, Benito; the same who brought me the letter which you took from me.
Lau. Stay, let me think a little. Does Camillo, or this Benito, know your maid Beatrix?
Vio. They have never talked with her; but only seen her.
Lau. 'Tis concluded then. You shall meet your servant, but I'll be your Beatrix: I'll go instead of her, and counterfeit your waiting-woman; in the dark I may easily pass for her. By this means I shall be present to instruct you, for you are yet a callow maid: I must teach you to peck a little; you may come to prey for yourself in time.
Vio. A little teaching will serve my turn: If the old one left me to myself, I could go near to get my living.
Lau. I find you are eager, and baiting to be gone already, and I'll not hinder you when your hour approaches. In the mean time, go in, and sigh, and think fondly and ignorantly of your approaching pleasures:
Love, in young hearts, is like the must of wine;
'Tis sweetest then; but elder 'tis more fine. [Exeunt.
ACT II.
SCENE I.—The front of a Nunnery.
Prince Frederick, Aurelian, Camillo, and Ascanio, the Prince's Page.
Fred. My father's ancient, and may repose himself, if he pleases, after the ceremony of his entrance; but we, who are younger, should think it a sin to spend any part of day-light in a chamber. What are your ways of living here?