Clo. The matter, I hope, is not great, sir, [begging] but
a beggar: Cressida was a beggar. My lady is within, sir.
I will [construe] to them whence you come; who you are
and what you would [are] out of my welkin, I might say
'element,' but the word is over-worn. [Exit.
Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool;
And to do that well craves a kind of wit:
He must observe their mood on whom he jests,
The quality of persons, and the time,