SCARAMUCCIO.
The impudence of it! By my soul, I’ll play you a loftier character than you will be able to write. I take your remark as a personal insult, and I challenge the whole world to out-do me in the high and lofty.
SCAEVOLA (one of the spectators).
Oh, Sir Scaramuccio, we’ll all take up your challenge.
SCARAMUCCIO.
How so? What now? I confess I am struck dumb by this insolence.
SCAEVOLA.
My dear sir, there is no cause for that. I am here for my money, Sir Scaramuccio, and I can think what I please.
SCARAMUCCIO.
You are free to think as you see best, but you are not allowed to speak here.