Sandoval. I know him too for an habitual scorner
Of Truth.
Fernandez. And one that lies more dully than
Old Women dream, without pretence of fancy,
Humour or mirth, a most disinterested,
Gratuitous Liar.
Earl Henry. Ho! enough, enough! 135
Spare him, I pray you, were't but from respect
To the presence of his Lord.
Sandoval. I stand reprov'd.
Fernandez. I too, but that I know our noble General
Maintains him near his person, only that
If he should ever go in jeopardy 140
Of being damn'd (as he's now persecuted)
For his virtue and fair sense, he may be sav'd
By the supererogation of this Fellow's
Folly and Worthlessness.——
Earl Henry. Hold, hold, good Ancient!
Do you not know that this Barnard saved my life? 145
Well, but my brother——
Fernandez. He will soon be here.
I swear by this, my sword, dear General.
I swear he has a Hero's soul—I only
Wish I could communicate to him
My gift of governing the spleen.—Then he 150
Has had his colors, the drums too of the Regiment
All put in cases—O, that stirs the Soldiery.
Earl Henry. Impetuous Boy!
Fernandez. Nay, Fear not for them, General.
The Chancellor, no doubt, will take good care
To let their blood grow cool on garrison duty. 155