D. Stay now. Take this purse....
T. I thank your ladyship.
D. To convince you of my goodwill. Now I have a suspicion: and whether or no you help me to come at the truth, I shall learn it. I will not have secrets kept from me in my court.
T. Certainly not, my lady. But I pray your ladyship to speak plainly, for I am a simple man; and if I am to assist your ladyship, I must understand your 502 ladyship.
D. You are a very sensible servant, Tristram. Tell me then, do you not know of some one in the court, who carries on a love-affair behind my back?
T. (aside). It’s me.—No, my lady: I do not. It is impossible that any one should do such a thing.
D. Is not your master in love?
T. Oh!... my master? Certainly; not a doubt of it.
D. So I thought. Now you must tell me, good Tristram, with whom he is in love.
T. If that’s the question, my lady, you may take back the purse again. Take it; I thought it was not like my luck.