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master!



              LAFEW
          Are you companion to the Count Rossillion? [190]



              PAROLLES
          To any Count, to all Counts, to what is man.



              LAFEW
          To what is Count’s man; Count’s master is of another style.



              PAROLLES
          You are too old, sir; let it satisfy you, you are too old. [195]



              LAFEW
          I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man, to which title age cannot bring thee.



              PAROLLES
          What I dare too well do, I dare not do.



              LAFEW
          I did think thee for two ordinaries to be a pretty wise fellow. Thou didst make

          tolerable  vent  of  thy  travel;  [200]  it  might  pass.  Yet  the  scarfs  and  the
          bannerets  about  thee  did  manifoldly  dissuade  me  from  believing  thee  a
          vessel of too great a burden. I have now found thee; when I lose thee again I

          care not. Yet art thou good for nothing but taking up, and that thou’rt scarce
          worth. [205]



              PAROLLES
          Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee −



              LAFEW
          Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou hasten thy trial; which if −
          Lord have mercy on thee for a hen! So, my good window of lattice, fare thee
          well; thy [210] casement I need not open, for I look through thee. Give me

          thy hand.
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