Slip. Nano. We are.
Ateu. Thou art welcome to me. Wilt thou give thyself wholly to be at my disposition?
Nano. In all humility I submit myself.
Ateu. Then will I deck thee princely, instruct thee courtly, and present thee to the queen as my gift. Art thou content?
Nano. Yes, and thank your honour too.
Slip. Then welcome, brother, and follow now.
And. [coming forward]. May it please your honour to abase your eye so low as to look either on my bill or myself?
Ateu. What are you?
And. By birth a gentleman; in profession a scholar; and one that knew your honour in Edinburgh, before your worthiness called you to this reputation: by me, Andrew Snoord.
Ateu. Andrew, I remember thee; follow me, and we will confer further; for my weighty affairs for the king command me to be brief at this time.—Come on, Nano.—Slipper, follow. [Exeunt.