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Bass.

Were you the doctor, and I knew you not?

Gra.

Were you the clerk that is to make me cuckold?

Ner.

Ay, but the clerk that never means to do it,

Unless he live until he be a man.

Bass.

Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow—

When I am absent, then lie with my wife.

Ant.

Sweet lady, you have given me life and living,

For here I read for certain that my ships

Are safely come to road.

Por.

How now, Lorenzo?

My clerk hath some good comforts too for you.

Ner.

Ay, and I’ll give them him without a fee.

There do I give to you and Jessica,

From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift,

After his death, of all he dies possess’d of.

Lor.

Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way

Of starved people.

Por.

It is almost morning,

And yet I am sure you are not satisfied

Of these events at full. Let us go in,

And charge us there upon inter’gatories,

And we will answer all things faithfully.

Gra.

Let it be so. The first inter’gatory

That my Nerissa shall be sworn on is,

Whether till the next night she had rather stay,