Orl. Not so: but I answer you right painted cloath,
from whence you haue studied your questions

Iaq. You haue a nimble wit; I thinke 'twas made of
Attalanta's heeles. Will you sitte downe with me, and
wee two, will raile against our Mistris the world, and all
our miserie

Orl. I wil chide no breather in the world but my selfe
against whom I know most faults

Iaq. The worst fault you haue, is to be in loue

Orl. 'Tis a fault I will not change, for your best vertue:
I am wearie of you

Iaq. By my troth, I was seeking for a Foole, when I
found you

Orl. He is drown'd in the brooke, looke but in, and
you shall see him

Iaq. There I shal see mine owne figure

Orl. Which I take to be either a foole, or a Cipher

Iaq. Ile tarrie no longer with you, farewell good signior
Loue

Orl. I am glad of your departure: Adieu good Monsieur