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will [240] fetch you a tooth-picker now from the furthest inch of Asia; bring
you the length of Prester John’s foot; fetch you a hair off the great Cham’s
beard; do you any embassage to the Pigmies, rather than hold three words’
conference with this harpy. You have no employment for [245] me?

DON PEDRO
None, but to desire your good company.

BENEDICK
O God, sir, here’s dish I love not; I cannot endure my Lady Tongue.
Exit.

DON PEDRO
Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of [250] Signor Benedick.

BEATRICE
Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile, and I gave him use for it, a double
heart for his single one. Marry, once before he won it of me with false dice,

therefore your grace may well say I have lost it. [255]

DON PEDRO
You have put him down, lady, you have put him down.

BEATRICE
So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I should prove the mother of
fools. I have brought Count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek. [260]

DON PEDRO
Why, how now, Count! Wherefore are you sad?

CLAUDIO
Not sad, my lord.

DON PEDRO
How then? Sick?

CLAUDIO