Luc. But, if you remember yourself a little better, there's some small difference in our wit; for she has indeed the air and beauty of a Roman lady, but all the dulness of a Dutch woman.
Duke. I see, madam, you are resolved to conceal yourself, and I am as fully resolved to know you.
Luc. See which of our resolutions will take place.
Duke. I come from the duke, and can assure you, he is of an humour to be obeyed.
Luc. And I am of an humour not to obey him. But why should he be so curious?
Duke. If you would have my opinion, I believe he is in love with you.
Luc. Without seeing me?
Duke. Without seeing all of you: Love is love, let it wound us from what part it please; and if he have enough from your shape and conversation, his business is done, the more compendiously, without the face.
Luc. But the duke cannot be taken with my conversation, for he never heard me speak.
Duke. [Aside.] 'Slife, I shall discover myself.—Yes madam, he stood by incognito, and heard me speak with you: But—