Bar. Yes, rarely.
Lady W. Shall I presume to call you servant, then?
Dot. O Lord, madam! if I were worthy to be.
Lady W. Nay, I know you have good courtship, servant.
Wear this for my sake. [Gives him a scarf.
Dot. 'Tis your livery, madam.
Bar. Well, th' art a happy man, if thou knew'st all.
Euph. Madam, I see your ladyship can tell
How to make choice in dealing of your favours.
Dot. It pleases you to say so, good Master Euphues.
Euph. Why, sir, I speak of the lady's judgment.
Dot. 'Twas more of her courtesy than my desert.