_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.

_Enter a Messenger_.

_Mes_.

Health to your Majesty.

_Arb_.

From Gobrias?