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1599 MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
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In anything 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.
Dog. Your worship speaks like a most thankful and reverent
youth,
and I praise God for you.
Leon. There's for thy pains. [Gives money.]
Dog. God save the foundation!
Leon. Go, I discharge thee of thy prisoner, and I thank thee.
Dog. I leave an arrant knave with your worship, which I beseech
your worship to correct yourself, for the example of others.
God keep your worship! I wish your worship well. God restore
you
to health! I humbly give you leave to depart; and if a merry
meeting may be wish'd, God prohibit it! Come, neighbour.
Exeunt [Dogberry and Verges].
Leon. Until to-morrow morning, lords, farewell.
Ant. Farewell, my lords. We look for you to-morrow.
Pedro. We will not fall.
Claud. To-night I'll mourn with Hero.
[Exeunt Don Pedro and Claudio.]
Leon. [to the Watch] Bring you these fellows on.--We'll talk
with
Margaret,
How her acquaintance grew with this lewd fellow.
Exeunt.




Scene II.
Leonato's orchard.

Enter Benedick and Margaret [meeting].

Bene. Pray thee, sweet Mistress Margaret, deserve well at my
hands
by helping me to the speech of Beatrice.
Marg. Will you then write me a sonnet in praise of my beauty?
Bene. In so high a style, Margaret, that no man living shall
come
over it; for in most comely truth thou deservest it.
Marg. To have no man come over me? Why, shall I always keep
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