Cipr. (aside) Humane address, at least. And why should I
Grudge him the quiet I myself desire?—
(Aloud) Nay, this is public ground—for you, as me,
To use it at your pleasure.
Luc. Still with yours—
Whom by your sober suit and composed looks,
And by this still society of books,
I take to be a scholar—
Cipr. And if so?
Luc. Ill brooking idle company.