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And so dies my revenge.

Claud.

O noble sir!

Your overkindness doth wring tears from me.

I do embrace your offer, and dispose

For henceforth of poor Claudio.

Leon.

To-morrow then I will expect your coming,

To-night I take my leave. This naughty man

Shall face to face be brought to Margaret,

Who I believe was pack’d in all this wrong,

Hir’d to it by your brother.

Bora.

No, by my soul she was not,

Nor knew not what she did when she spoke to me,

But always hath been just and virtuous

In any thing that I do know by her.

Dog. Moreover, sir, which indeed is not under white and black, this plaintiff here, the offender, did call me ass. I beseech you let it be rememb’red in his punishment. And also, the watch heard them talk of one Deformed. They say he wears a key in his ear and a lock hanging by it, and borrows money in God’s name, the which he hath us’d so long and never paid that now men grow hard-hearted and will lend nothing for God’s sake. Pray you examine him upon that point.

Leon. I thank thee for thy care and honest pains.