lackey; many, in coming on he [has] the cramp.
First Sold. If your life be saved, will you undertake to
betray the Florentine?
Par. Ay, and the captain of his horse, Count Rousillon.
First Sold. I'll whisper with the general, and know his
pleasure.
Par. [[Aside]] I'll no more drumming; a plague of all
drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to beguile the
supposition of that lascivious young boy the count, have I
run into [this danger]. Yet who would have suspected an