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[Enter Lucetta.]

Luc.

Madam,

Dinner is ready, and your father stays.

Jul.

Well, let us go.

Luc.

What, shall these papers lie like tell-tales here?

Jul.

If you respect them, best to take them up.

Luc.

Nay, I was taken up for laying them down;

Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.

Jul.

I see you have a month’s mind to them.

Luc.

Ay, madam, you may say what sights you see;

I see things too, although you judge I wink.

Jul.

Come, come, will’t please you go?

Exeunt.

¶

Enter Antonio and Panthino.

Ant.

Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk was that

Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?

Pan.

’Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son.

Ant.

Why, what of him?

Pan.

He wond’red that your lordship

Would suffer him to spend his youth at home,

While other men, of slender reputation,

Put forth their sons to seek preferment out:

Some to the wars, to try their fortune there;

Some to discover islands far away;

Some to the studious universities.

For any or for all these exercises