Gil. Your lordship sees how ’tis—
Be not alarm’d—pray take your chair again—
I’ve much to say to you.
Judge (aside). Better submit.
This desperate man may have a score beside—
Well, sir, your business with me?
Gil. Why, my lord,
I for these many days have been, so please you,
Away from home; suddenly coming back,
My friends here tell me of a mortal suit