Fla. Nor you of Tulley; come, if you tel, ile blab.
Cice. But, sweete Lady, Tulley is not heere.
Fla. But Cicero is, his neere friend, thats as good.
Cice. He was, Lady, till hee changed his habit by putting on the office of an unskillful Servingman, intending to garde Terentia to her father's house.
Fla. Then Flavia must gard her self; wel use good words and good action, and stalke well before your Ladie; she's kinde, yfaith, and a little thing will please her.
Ter. Will it please Flavia to partake?
Fla. Oh fye! twere an injurie I could [not] brook myself, therefore ile leave ye; but be breefe, stand not on pointes, cut them all first; & if ye fall to kissing, kisse not too long for feare ye kisse the post.
Teren. Goe to, youle still be a wagge, Flavia. But what saies Tulley to Terentia?
[Exit[250] Flavia.
Cicero. Lady I must maintain my former argument. Tullie's not heere but heere is Tullies friend; For, ere I speake, I must intreate you wil Transforme poore Tulley into Lentulus.