Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

Scene 20.

Enter two Servants of the Generals.

I. Servant.

This boy that came but the other day, hath got more of my Lords affection, than we that have served him this many years.

2. Servant.

New-comers are alwaies more favoured than old waiters; for Masters regards old Servants no more, than the Imagerie in an old suit of Hang∣ing, which are grown threed-bare with time, and out of fashion with change; Besides, new Servants are more industrious and diligent than old; but when he hath been here a little while, he will be as lazie as the rest, and then he will be as we are.

I. Servant.

I perceive my Lord delights to hear him talk, for he will listen very a tentively to him, but when we offer to speak, he bids us to be silent.

2. Servant.

I wonder he should, for when we speak, it is with gravity, and our discourse is sententious, but his is meer squibs.

Enter Affectionata.

Affectionata.

Gentlemen, my Lord would have one of you to come to him.

I. Servant.

Why, I thought you could supply all our places, for when you are with him, he seems to have no use of us.

Affectionata.

It shall not be for want of will, but ability, if I do not serve him in every honest office.

I. Servant.

So you will make some of us knaves.

Affectionata.

I cannot make you knaves, unless you be willing to be knaves your selves.

2. Servant.

What, do you call me knave?

Affectionata.

I do not call you so.

Ex.

2. Servant.

Well, I will be revenged, if I live.

Ex.