Page 423 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

SALERIO

We have not spoke us yet of torchbearers. [5]

SOLANIO
’Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly ordered,
And better in my mind not undertook.

LORENZO
’Tis now but four of clock. We have two hours

To furnish us.

Enter Launcelot with a letter.

Friend Launcelot, what’s the news?

LAUNCELOT
An it shall please you to break up this, it [10] shall seem to signify.

LORENZO
I know the hand. In faith, ’tis a fair hand,
And whiter than the paper it writ on
Is the fair hand that writ.

GRATIANO
Love-news, in faith!

LAUNCELOT
By your leave, sir. [15]

LORENZO
Whither goest thou?

LAUNCELOT
Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Jew to sup tonight with my new master
the Christian.

LORENZO