Camp. I am too young to understand your speech, though old enough to withstand your devise. You have bin so long used to colours you can doe nothing but colour.[860] 15
Apel Indeed the colours I see, I feare will alter the colour I have.[861] But come, madam, will you draw neere?—for Alexander will be here anon. Psyllus, stay you here at the window. If any enquire for mee, answere, Non lubet esse domi.
Exeunt [Apelles and Campaspe.[862]]
Psyllus. It is alwayes my masters fashion when any faire gentle-woman 20 is to be drawne within to make me to stay without. But if hee should paint Jupiter like a bull, like a swanne, like an eagle, then must Psyllus with one hand grind colours and with the other hold the candle. But let him alone! The better hee shadowes her face, the more will he burne his owne heart. And now if any 25 man could meet with Manes, who, I dare say, lookes as leane as if Diogenes dropped out of his nose.[863]
[Enter Manes.]
Manes. And here comes Manes, who hath as much meate in his maw as thou hast honestie in thy head.
Psyllus. Then I hope thou art very hungry. 30
Manes. They that know thee know that.
Psyllus. But doest thou not remember that wee have certaine liquor to conferre withall.
Manes. I, but I have businesse; I must goe cry a thing.