SECOND LORD.
Ay, it is fit for your lordship only.
CLOTEN.
Why, so I say.
FIRST LORD.
Did you hear of a stranger that’s come to court tonight?
CLOTEN.
A stranger, and I not known on’t?
SECOND LORD.
[Aside.] He’s a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.
FIRST LORD.
There’s an Italian come, and, ’tis thought, one of Leonatus’ friends.
CLOTEN.
Leonatus? A banish’d rascal; and he’s another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger?
FIRST LORD.
One of your lordship’s pages.
CLOTEN.
Is it fit I went to look upon him? Is there no derogation in’t?
SECOND LORD.
You cannot derogate, my lord.