[Clock strikes.]
One, two, three. Time, time!
[Exit into the trunk.]
SCENE III. Cymbeline’s palace. An ante-chamber adjoining Imogen’s apartments.
Enter Cloten and Lords.
FIRST LORD.
Your lordship is the most patient man in loss, the most coldest that ever turn’d up ace.
CLOTEN.
It would make any man cold to lose.
FIRST LORD.
But not every man patient after the noble temper of your lordship. You are most hot and furious when you win.
CLOTEN.
Winning will put any man into courage. If I could get this foolish Imogen, I should have gold enough. It’s almost morning, is’t not?
FIRST LORD.
Day, my lord.