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Page 47
AUTOLYCUS.
[Aside.] Very wisely, puppies!
SHEPHERD.
Well, let us to the king: there is that in this fardel will
make him scratch his beard!
AUTOLYCUS.
[Aside.] I know not what impediment this complaint may
be to the flight of my master.
CLOWN.
Pray heartily he be at palace.
AUTOLYCUS.
[Aside.] Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes
by chance. Let me pocket up my pedlar's excrement. [Takes off
his false beard.]--How now, rustics! whither are you bound?
SHEPHERD.
To the palace, an it like your worship.
AUTOLYCUS.
Your affairs there, what, with whom, the condition of that
fardel, the place of your dwelling, your names, your ages, of
what having, breeding, and anything that is fitting to be known?
discover.
CLOWN.
We are but plain fellows, sir.
AUTOLYCUS.
A lie: you are rough and hairy. Let me have no lying; it becomes
none but tradesmen, and they often give us soldiers the lie:
but we pay them for it with stamped coin, not stabbing steel;
therefore they do not give us the lie.
CLOWN.
Your worship had like to have given us one, if you had not taken
yourself with the manner.
SHEPHERD.
Are you a courtier, an't like you, sir?
AUTOLYCUS.
Whether it like me or no, I am a courtier. Seest thou not the
air of the court in these enfoldings? hath not my gait in it the
measure of the court? receives not thy nose court-odour from me?
reflect I not on thy baseness court-contempt? Think'st thou, for
that I insinuate, or toaze from thee thy business, I am therefore
no courtier? I am courtier cap-�-pie, and one that will either
push on or pluck back thy business there: whereupon I command
thee to open thy affair.
SHEPHERD.
My business, sir, is to the king.
AUTOLYCUS.
What advocate hast thou to him?
SHEPHERD.
I know not, an't like you.
CLOWN.
Advocate's the court-word for a pheasant; say you have none.
SHEPHERD.
None, sir; I have no pheasant, cock nor hen.
AUTOLYCUS.
How bless'd are we that are not simple men!
Yet nature might have made me as these are,
Therefore I will not disdain.
CLOWN.
This cannot be but a great courtier.
SHEPHERD.
His garments are rich, but he wears them not handsomely.
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