Hans [aside to the first man, who stands near him]. He drubs you then?
The First. Past bearing.
Duke. Who is that man that speaks with you? Why have you not already struck him down?
Sköll. He is so droll, master, he would not let himself be killed.
Duke. Meseems ... Hans Lorbass--do I see aright? What--what?... Thou knowest I am in thy debt for business secretly done. I love not debts between master and man.
Hans. No need, my lord, I have my pay.
Duke. At first thou seemedst to serve me diligently; yet thou didst slip as suddenly from my throne as though thou hadst an ailing conscience.
Hans [gazing out to sea.] Perhaps. It may be.
Duke. Where hast thou stayed so long?
Hans [without stirring]. I am a servant. I have served.