Cam. I may live to have vengeance: my Bertoldo
Would not have heard this.
Ador. Madam,——
Cam. Pray you, spare
Your language. Prithee fool[154], and make me merry. [To Sylli.
Syl. That is my office ever.
Ador. I must do,
Not talk; this glorious gallant shall hear from me.
[Exeunt.
SCENE III.
The Siennese. A Camp before the Walls of Sienna.
Chambers shot off: a Flourish as to an Assault: after which, enter Gonzaga, Pierio, Roderigo, Jacomo, and Soldiers.
Gonz. Is the breach made assaultable?
Pier. Yes, and the moat
Fill'd up; the cannoneer hath done his parts;
We may enter six abreast.