Luc. What a strange case was that! now, before the gods, 15
I am ashamed on't. Denied that honourable man! there was
very little honour showed in't. For my own part, I must[2081]
needs confess, I have received some small kindnesses from
him, as money, plate, jewels, and such-like trifles, nothing
comparing to his; yet, had he mistook him and sent to me,[2082] 20
I should ne'er have denied his occasion so many talents.[2083]
Enter Servilius.
Ser. See, by good hap, yonder's my lord; I have sweat
to see his honour. My honoured lord![2084]
Luc. Servilius! you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee[2085]
well: commend me to thy honourable virtuous lord, my[2085] 25
very exquisite friend.[2086]
Ser. May it please your honour, my lord hath sent—
Luc. Ha! what has he sent? I am so much endeared to[2087]
that lord; he's ever sending: how shall I thank him, think'st
thou? And what has he sent now? 30
Ser. Has only sent his present occasion now, my lord;[2088]
requesting your lordship to supply his instant use with so[2089]
many talents.[2089]
Luc. I know his lordship is but merry with me;
He cannot want fifty five hundred talents.[2090] 35
Ser. But in the mean time he wants less, my lord.
If his occasion were not virtuous,
I should not urge it half so faithfully.[2091]
Luc. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius?