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This is an accident of hourly proof,
Which I mistrusted not. Farewell therefore, Hero!
Enter Benedick.
BENEDICK
Count Claudio? [165]
CLAUDIO
Yea, the same.
BENEDICK
Come, will you go with me?
CLAUDIO
Whither?
BENEDICK
Even to the next willow, about your own business, County. What fashion will
you wear the garland of? [170] About your neck, like an usurer’s chain? Or
under your arm, like a lieutenant’s scarf? You must wear it one way, for the
Prince hath got your Hero.
CLAUDIO
I wish him joy of her.
BENEDICK
Why, that’s spoken like an honest drover; so [175] they sell bullocks. But did
you think the Prince would have served you thus?
CLAUDIO
I pray you, leave me.
BENEDICK
Ho! Now you strike like the blind man; ’twas the boy that stole your meat,
and you’ll beat the post. [180]
