Arb.

  A wench upon my life, a wench Mardonius gave thee that jewel.

Mar.

Wench! they respect not me, I’m old and rough, and every limb about me, but that which should, grows stiffer, I’those businesses I may swear I am truly honest:  for I pay justly for what I take, and would be glad to be at a certainty.

Arb.

  Why, do the wenches encroach upon thee?

Mar.

  I by this light do they.

Arb.

  Didst thou sit at an old rent with ’em?

Mar.

  Yes faith.

Arb.

  And do they improve themselves?

Mar.

  I ten shillings to me, every new young fellow they come
  acquainted with.

Arb.

  How canst live on’t?

Mar.

  Why I think I must petition to you.

Arb.

  Thou shalt take them up at my price.

Enter two Gentlemen and Bessus.

Mar.

  Your price?

Arb.

  I at the Kings price.

Mar.

  That may be more than I’me worth.

2 Gent.

  Is he not merry now?

1 Gent.

  I think not.

Bes.

  He is, he is:  we’l shew our selves.

Arb.

  Bessus, I thought you had been in Iberia by this, I bad you
  hast; Gobrias will want entertainment for me.

Bes.

  And please your Majesty I have a sute.

Arb.

  Is’t not lousie Bessus, what is’t?

Bes.

  I am to carry a Lady with me.

Arb.

  Then thou hast two sutes.

Bes.

  And if I can prefer her to the Lady Pentha your Majesties
  Sister, to learn fashions, as her friends term it, it will be
  worth something to me.

Arb.

  So many nights lodgings as ’tis thither, wilt not?

Bes.

  I know not that Sir, but gold I shall be sure of.

Arb.

  Why thou shalt bid her entertain her from me, so thou wilt
  resolve me one thing.

Bes.

  If I can.

Arb.

  Faith ’tis a very disputable question, and yet I think thou canst
  decide it.

Bes.

  Your Majesty has a good opinion of my understanding.

Arb.

  I have so good an opinion of it:  ’tis whether thou be valiant.

Bes.

  Some body has traduced me to you:  do you see this sword Sir?

Arb.

Yes.

Bes.

  If I do not make my back-biters eat it to a knife within this
  week, say I am not valiant.