_Bes_.
No? Your Grace will wish you had.
_Pan_.
I will not wish it, what is this the Lady
My brother writes to me to take?
_Bes_.
And please your Grace this is she: Charge, will you come near the
Princess?
_Pan_.
You'r welcome from your Country, and this land shall shew unto
you all the kindness that I can make it; what's your name?
_Spa_.
_Thalectris_.
_Pan_.
Y'are very welcome, you have got a letter to put you to me, that
has power enough to place mine enemy here; then much more you
that are so far from being so to me that you ne're saw me.
_Bes_.
Madam, I dare pass my word for her truth.
_Spa_.
My truth?
_Pan_.
Why Captain, do you think I am afraid she'l steal?
_Bes_.
I cannot tell, servants are slippery, but I dare give my word for
her, and for honesty, she came along with me, and many favours
she did me by the way, but by this light none but what she might
do with modesty, to a man of my rank.
_Pan_.
Why Captain, here's no body thinks otherwise.
_Bes_.
Nay, if you should, your Grace may think your pleasure; but I am
sure I brought her from _Armenia_, and in all that way, if ever I
touch'd any bare of her above her knee, I pray God I may sink
where I stand.
_Spa_.
Above my knee?
_Bes_.
No, you know I did not, and if any man will say, I did, this
sword shall answer; Nay, I'le defend the reputation of my charge
whilst I live, your Grace shall understand I am secret in these
businesses, and know how to defend a Ladies honour.
_Spa_.
I hope your Grace knows him so well already, I shall not need to
tell you he's vain and foolish.
_Bes_.
I you may call me what you please, but I'le defend your good name
against the world; and so I take my leave of your Grace, and of
you my Lord Protector; I am likewise glad to see your Lordship
well.
_Bac_.
O Captain _Bessus_, I thank you, I would speak with you
anon.
_Bes_.
When you please, I will attend your Lordship.
_Bac_.
Madam, I'le take my leave too.
_Pan_.
Good _Bacurius_.
[_Exeunt_ Bes. _and_ Bac.
_Gob_.
Madam what writes his Majesty to you?
_Pan_.
O my Lord, the kindest words, I'le keep 'em whilst I live, here
in my bosom, there's no art in 'em, they lie disordered in this
paper, just as hearty nature speaks 'em.
_Gob_.
And to me he writes what tears of joy he shed to hear how you
were grown in every vertues way, and yields all thanks to me, for
that dear care which I was bound to have in training you, there
is no Princess living that enjoys a brother of that worth.
_Pan_.
My Lord, no maid longs more for any thing,
And feels more heat and cold within her breast,
Than I do now, in hopes to see him.
_Gob_.
Yet I wonder much
At this he writes, he brings along with him
A husband for you, that same Captive Prince,
And if he loves you as he makes a shew,
He will allow you freedom in your choice.
_Pan_.
And so he will my Lord, I warrant you, he will but offer and give
me the power to take or leave.
_Gob_.
Trust me, were I a Lady, I could not like that man were bargain'd
with before I choose him.
_Pan_.
But I am not built on such wild humours, if I find him worthy, he
is not less because he's offer'd.
_Spa_.
'Tis true, he is not, would he would seem less.
_Gob_.
I think there's no Lady can affect
Another Prince, your brother standing by;
He doth Eclipse mens vertues so with his.
_Spa_.
I know a Lady may, and more I fear
Another Lady will.
_Pan_.
Would I might see him.
_Gob_.
Why so you shall, my businesses are great,
I will attend you when it is his pleasure to see you.
_Pan_.