Anth. Yes, sir, and you speak it like a very natural.
Fris. I believe you well. Now for Dutch—Ducky de do, wat heb ye gebrought?
Anth. I pray stop your mouth, for I never heard such Dutch before broached.
Fris. Nay, I think you have not met with no peasant. Hear you, Master Mouse (so your name is, I take it), I have considered of your learning in these aforesaid languages, and find you reasonable so, so. Now this is the matter: can you take the ease to teach these tongues to two or three gentlewomen of mine acquaintance, and I will see you paid for your labour.
Anth. Yes, sir, and that most willingly.
Fris. Why then, Master Mouse, to their use I entertain ye, which had not been but for the troubles of the world, that I myself have no leisure to show my skill. Well, sir, if you'll please to walk with me, I'll bring you to them. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.
Enter Laurentia, Marina, and Mathea.
Lau. Sit till dinner's done? not I, I swear:
Shall I stay, till he belch into mine ears
Those rustic phrases and those Dutch—French terms,
Stammering half-sentences, dogbolt eloquence?
And when he hath no love, forsooth, why then
He tells me cloth is dear at Antwerp, and the men
Of Amsterdam have lately made a law,
That none but Dutch, as he, may traffic there.
Then stands he still, and studies what to say;
And after some half-hour, because the ass
Hopes (as he thinks) I shall not contradict him,
He tells me, that my father brought him to me,
And that I must perform my father's will.
Well, good-man goose-cap, when thou woo'st again,
Thou shalt have simple ease for thy love's pain.