Peele. Dost know thou'rt in my chair?
Will [coolly]. Thine? Indeed, 'tis very easy.
Peele. Hark 'ee! Dost know my name?
Will. I canna say I do.
Peele [distinctly]. Master George Peele.
Will. I thank thee, sir.
Peele. Player in my Lord Admiral's Company.
Will. [His whole manner changes and he jumps up eagerly.] A player? Oh—I did not know. Pray, take the seat.
Peele [amused]. Dost think players are as lords? Most men have other views. [Sits. Will watches him, fascinated.]
Will. Nay, but—oh, I love to see stage-plays! Didst not play in Coventry three days agone, "The History of the Wicked King Richard"?