Accut. Oh sir, I assure you your presence will be most acceptable in the presence at this time then a farre ritcher present. May it please your majestie, this is the man.
Caes. Let him stand forward.
Cit. W. Alas, we shal see nothing; would I were neere; now hee stands forwards.
Caes.[323] What qualities hath he, Accutus?
Accut. A few good ones (may it please you); he handles a comb wel, a brush better, and will drink downe a Dutchman, & has good skill in pricksong.
Hostis. I, ile be sworne he had, when he was my Guest.
Acut. Please it your Maiestie to commaund him?
Caes. Oh, we can no otherwise, so well be pleased.
Phy. I beseech your Maiestie, I cannot sing.
Tul. Nay, your denyall will breed but greater expectation.