Ateu. Whats that? Slipper? Slip. By my faith, well gest; and so 'tis indeed. Youll be my maister? Slip. Reade this first. Ateu. Pleaseth it any Gentleman to entertaine a seruant of more wit then stature, let them subscribe, and attendance shall be given. What, of this? | Slip. He is my brother, sir; and we two were borne togither, | 505 | must serue togither, and will die togither, though we be both hangd. Ateu. Whats thy name? Nano. Nano. | Ateu. The etimologie of which word is a dwarfe. Art not | 510 | thou the old stoykes son that dwels in his Tombe? Ambo. We are. Ateu. Thou art welcome to me. Wilt thou giue thy selfe wholly to be at my disposition? | Nano. In all humilitie I submit, my selfe. | 515 | Ateu. Then will I deck thee Princely, instruct thee Courtly, and present thee to the Queene as my gift. Art thou content? Nano. Yes, and thanke your honor too. Slip. Then welcome, brother, and follow now. | Andr. 〈coming forward〉. May it please your honor to abase | 520 | your eye so lowe as to looke either on my bill or my selfe. Ateu. What are you? Andr. By birth a gentleman; in profession a scholler; and one that knew your honor in Edenborough, before your worthi- | nesse cald you to this reputation: By me, Andrew Snoord. | 525 | Ateu. Andrew, I remember thee: follow me, and we will confer further, for my waightie affaires for the King commands me to be briefe at this time.--Come on, Nano.--Slipper, follow. Exeunt. 〈SCENE III.〉 Enter Sir Bartram, with Eustas, and others, booted. | Sir Bar. But tell me, louely Eustas, as thou lou'st me, | 530 | Among the many pleasures we haue past, Which is the rifest in thy memorie, To draw thee ouer to thine auncient friend? -103- |