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, Sure, my brother is amorous on Hero, and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it: the ladies follow hond but one visor remains.
Pedro. Now, Signior, where's the Count P did you fee him f Bene. Troth, my lord, I have play'd the part of lady Fame. I found him here as melancholy as a lodge in a warren, I told him (and I think, told him true) that your Grace had got the will of this young lady, and I offer'd him my company to a willow-tree, either to make him a garland, as being forsaken, or to bind him up a rod, as being worthy to be whipt. Pedro. To be whipt what's his fault Bene. The flat transgression of a school-boy ; who,