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Scæn. 2.
Enter Docodisapio, Drollio.Doc.
Abused, grossly abused! a base affront,
Believe it Drollio.
Droll.
Why, what's the matter, Signior?
Doc.
Why, do you hear nothing?
Droll.
No, why what should it be?
Doc.
Pisaro is the man.
Droll.
Fie, fie, it cannot be;
The State could not commit so great an oversight,
Neglect a man of merit for Pisaro, fie, fie!
Doc.
Want of judgment, Drollio;
An unlearned Council, I ever told you so,
Never more heads, nor never less wit, believe't.
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Say you so, Seignior, that's hard:
What say you to Diano?
Doc.
Alas an ordinary Brain,
Talks and talks it's true,
But speaks more then he is, believe't,
Betwixt you and I a meer pratler.
There's Falorio too; why, he cannot read his own hand;
Vasquez cannot speak sence without two days
Premeditation, Sillio, Vechio, Caronnio,
All Stones in their Head—
Droll.
If I should tell these Lords now, Seignior,
What you say, it might cost an Eareorso.
Doc.
I, why there's another abuse i'th' State,
A man shall have his ears cut off for speaking
A truth. A sick Government, Drollio,
And a weak one believe't; it never thrived
Since Spain and we grew so great.
There's a mystery in that too, Drollio.
I will know all, before they have any more of my money.
Doll.
Peace Seignior, the King.
Exeunt.
Enter the King, Queen, Lords, an Ambassador from Spain, who has his Audience; after which the King goes out talking with Fidelio, the rest follow. Then enters the two Brothers, the Florellies, the elder speaks earnestly.
Fl. S.
I prethee leave me, by all that's good
Thou canst not know it, why shouldst thou thus
In vain torment thy self and me.
(They whisper.
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Well, I ghess, and 'tis enough.
Exit.
[The elder Florelio goes out at another door.]
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