Dom.If thou’rt in earnest,
Where is thy confidence? Assure me first,
At least, of what thou say’st. Whence know’st thou this?
Sel. Fulvia, thy sister’s maid, rewards my love
With many trifles: what she overhears
I piece together.
Dom.What of this was heard,
And how much pieced?
Sel.The Augusta sent all out,
And spake long time in private with the prince.