[Enter Segasto solus.]
SEGASTO. Tis well, Segasto, that thou hast thy will; Should such a shepherd, such a simple swain As he, eclipse the credit famous through The court? No, ply, Segasto, ply: Let it not in Arragon be said, A shepherd hath Segasto's honour won.
[Enter Mouse the clown calling his master.] MOUSE. What ho, master, will you come away?
SEGASTO. Will you come hither? I pray you, what's the matter? MOUSE. Why, is it not past eleven a clock?
SEGASTO. How then, sir?
MOUSE. I pray you, come away to dinner. SEGASTO. I pray you, come hither.
MOUSE. Here's such a do with you! will you never come?
SEGASTO. I pray you, sir, what news of the message I sent you about?
MOUSE. I tell you all the messes be on the table already. There wants not so much as a mess of mustard half an hour ago.
SEGASTO. Come, sir, your mind is all upon your belly; You have forgotten what I did bid you do.
MOUSE. Faith, I know nothing, but you bade me go to breakfast. SEGASTO. Was that all?
MOUSE. Faith, I have forgotten it; the very scent of the meat hath made me forget it quite.
SEGASTO. You have forgotten the arrant I bid you do? MOUSE. What arrant? an arrant knave, or arrant whore?
SEGASTO. Why, thou knave, did I not bid thee banish the shepherd? MOUSE. O, the shepherd's bastard.
SEGASTO. I tell thee, the shepherd's banishment.
MOUSE. I tell you the shepherd's bastard shall be well kept; I'll look to it myself else; but I pray you, come away to dinner.
SEGASTO. Then you will not tell me whether you have banished him or no?
MOUSE. Why, I cannot say banishment, and you would give me a thousand pounds to say so.
SEGASTO. Why, you whoreson slave, have you forgotten that I sent you and another to drive away the shepherd.
MOUSE. What an ass are you; here's a stir indeed: here's 'message,' 'arrant,' 'banishment,' and I cannot tell what.
SEGASTO. I pray you, sir, shall I know whether you have drove him away?
MOUSE. Faith, I think I have; and you will not believe me, ask my staff.
SEGASTO. Why, can thy staff tell? MOUSE. Why, he was with me to.
SEGASTO. Then happy I that have obtained my will. MOUSE. And happier I, if you would go to dinner. SEGASTO. Come, sirra, follow me.
MOUSE. I warrant you, I will not loose an inch of you, now you are going to dinner.--I promise you, I thought seven year before I could get him away.
[Exeunt.]
