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Duke. He hath releas'd him, Isabel, from the
Isab. Nay, but it is not so.
It is no other :
tience. Isab. O, I will to him, and pluck out his eyes. Duke. You shall not be admitted to his sight.
Isab. Unhappy Claudio! Wretched Isabel! Injurious world! Most damned Angelo!
Duke. This nor hurts him, nor profits you a jot: Forbear it therefore; give your cause to Heaven. Mark what I say; which you shall find, By every syllable, a faithful verity: The duke comes home to-morrow;- nay, dry your
'' eyes; .
I am directed by you.
With a light heart; trust not my holy order,
Not within, sir. . Lucio. O, pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart, to see thine eyes so red: thou must be patient: I am fain to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set me toʻt: But they say the duke will be here to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, I lov'd thy brother: if the old fantastical duke of dark corners had been at home, he had lived. [Erit Isabella.
Duke. Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholden to your reports; but the best is, he lives not in them.
Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do: he's a better woodman than thou takest him for.
Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye well.
Lucio. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke.
Duke. You have told me too many of him al. ready, sir, if they be true; if not true, none were enough.
Lucio. I was once before him for getting a wench with child.
Duke. Did you such a thing?
Lucio. Yes, marry, did I: but was fair to forswear it; they would else bave married me to the rotten medlar.
A room in Angelo's house.
Enter Angelo and Escalus. Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath disvouch'd other.
Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions show much like to madness: pray Heaven, his wisdom be not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities there?
Escal. I guess not.
Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his entering, that, if any crave redress of injustice, they should exhibit their petitions in the street?
Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have a despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from devices hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand against us.
Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaim'd: Retimes i' the morn, I'll call you at your house: Give notice to such men of sort and suitt, As are to meet him.
Escal. I shall, sir: fare you well. (Exit. Ang. Good night.
And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
Figure and rank.
For my authority bears a credent* bulk,
Fields without the town.
Enter Duke in his own habit, and Friar Peter.
Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me.
[Giving letters. The provost knows our purpose, and our plot. The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, And hold you ever to our special drift; Though sometimes you do blencht from this to that, As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flavius' house, And tell him where I stay: give the like notice, To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus, And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate; But send me Flavius first. F. Peter.
It shall be speeded well.
Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good
* Credit unquestionable.
Come, we will walk : There's other of our friends Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius.
Street ncar the city gate.
Enter Isabella and Mariana.
Isab. To speak so indirectly, I am loath;
Be rul'd by him.
O, peace; the friar is conie.
Enter Friar Peter.
most fit, Where you may have such vantaget on the duke, He shall not pass you: Twice have the trumpets