Afternoon. Scene. The Vestibule.
Enter Prince Berthold and Melchior.
Berthold. A thriving little burgh this Juliers looks.
[Half-apart.] Keep Juliers, and as good you kept Cologne:
Better try Aix, though!—
Melchior. Please 't your Highness speak?
Berth. [As before.] Aix, Cologne, Frankfort,—Milan;—Rome!—
Mel. The Grave.
More weary seems your Highness, I remark,