tolde you it.

_Mons._ He onely jested, spake of splene and envie; 215
Thy soule, more learn'd, is more ingenuous,
Searching, judiciall; let me then from thee
Heare what I am.

_Cler._ What but the sole support,
And most expectant hope of all our France,
The toward victor of the whole Low Countryes? 220

_Mons._ Tush, thou wilt sing encomions of my praise!
Is this like D'Ambois? I must vexe the Guise,
Or never looke to heare free truth. Tell me,
For Bussy lives not; hee durst anger mee,
Yet, for my love, would not have fear'd to anger 225
The King himselfe. Thou understand'st me, dost not?

_Cler._ I shall my lord, with studie.

_Mons._ Dost understand thy selfe? I pray thee tell me,
Dost never search thy thoughts, what my designe
Might be to entertaine thee and thy brother? 230
What turne I meant to serve with you?

_Cler._ Even what you please to thinke.

_Mons._ But what thinkst thou?
Had I no end in't, think'st?

_Cler._ I thinke you had.

_Mons._ When I tooke in such two as you two were,
A ragged couple of decaid commanders, 235
When a French-crowne would plentifully serve
To buy you both to any thing i'th'earth--

_Cler._ So it would you.

_Mons._ Nay bought you both out-right,
You and your trunkes--I feare me, I offend thee.

_Cler._ No, not a jot.

_Mons._ The most renowmed souldier, 240
Epaminondas (as good authors say)
Had no more suites then backes, but you two shar'd
But one suite twixt you both, when both your studies
Were not what meate to dine with, if your partridge,
Your snipe, your wood-cocke, larke, or your red hering, 245
But where to begge it; whether at my house,
Or at the Guises (for you know you were
Ambitious beggars) or at some cookes-shop,
T'eternize the cookes trust, and score it up.
Dost not offend thee?

_Cler._ No, sir. Pray proceede. 250

_Mons._ As for thy gentry, I dare boldly take
Thy honourable othe: and yet some say
Thou and thy most renowmed noble brother
Came to the Court first in a keele of sea-coale.
Dost not offend thee?

_Cler._ Never doubt it, sir. 255

_Mons