As if he wished to know you, but by stealth.

_Nurse_.
The same, my lord. He is the creditor.
The common story is, he sought the daughter,
But sought in vain: the lady would not wed.
'Twas rumoured soon they were in grievous trouble,
Which caused much wonder, for the family
Was always reckoned wealthy. Count Nembroni
Contrived to be the only creditor,
And so imprisoned him.

_Julian_.
Where is the lady?
_Nurse_.
Down in the town.
_Julian_.
But where?
_Nurse_.
If you turn left,
When you go through the gate, 'tis the last house
Upon this side the way. An honest couple,
Who once were almost pensioners of hers,
Have given her shelter: still she hopes a home
With distant friends. Alas, poor lady! 'tis
A wretched change for her.

_Julian_.
Hm! ah! I see.
What kind of man is this Nembroni, nurse?