Vien que presto.
Pedringano.
Hath your lordship any service to command me?
Lorenzo.
Ay, Pedringano, service of import;
And, not to spend the time in trifling words,
Thus stands the case: It is not long, thou know'st,
Since I did shield thee from my father's wrath,
For thy conveyance in Andrea's love:
For which thou wert adjudg'd to punishment:
I stood betwixt thee and thy punishment.
And since thou know'st how I have favour'd thee,
Now to these favours will I add reward,
Not with fair words, but store of golden coin,
And lands and living[95] join'd with dignities,
If thou but satisfy my just demand:
Tell truth, and have me for thy lasting friend.
Pedringano.
Whate'er it be your lordship shall demand,
My bounden duty bids me tell the truth,
If case it lie in me[96] to tell the truth.
Lorenzo.
Then, Pedringano, this is my demand:
Whom loves my sister Bell'-Imperia?
For she reposeth all her trust in thee;
Speak, man, and gain both friendship and reward:
I mean, whom loves she in Andrea's place?