(To Trufaldin, after pretending to fence). I was just practising some passes; I have handled the foils in many a fencing school.
TRUF. (To Mascarille). That is not the thing I wish to know now. (To Lelio). What other name did he say I went by?
MASC. Ah, Signor Zanobio Ruberti. How glad you ought to be for what
Heaven sends you!
LEL. That is your real name; the other is assumed.
TRUF. But where did he tell you he first saw the light?
MASC. Naples seems a very nice place, but you must feel a decided aversion to it.
TRUF. Can you not let us go on with our conversation, without interrupting us?
LEL. Naples is the place where he first drew his breath.
TRUF. Whither did I send him in his infancy, and under whose care?
MASC. That poor Albert behaved very well, for having accompanied your son from Bologna, whom you committed to his care.