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Ha, no, no, faith; thou singest well enough for a shift.

BENEDICK
An he had been a dog that should have howled [80] thus, they would have
hanged him; and I pray God his bad voice bode no mischief. I had as lief have
heard the night-raven, come what plague could have come after it.

DON PEDRO
Yea, marry, dost thou hear, Balthasar? I pray thee, get us some excellent

music; for tomorrow night [85] we would have it at the Lady Hero’s chamber-
window.

BALTHASAR
The best I can, my lord.

DON PEDRO
Do so; farewell.
Exit Balthasar.

Come hither, Leonato. What was it you told me of today, that you niece
Beatrice was in love with Signor [90] Benedick?

CLAUDIO
(aside) O, ay; stalk on, stalk on, the fowl sits. − I did never think that lady
would have loved any man.

LEONATO
No, nor I neither; but most wonderful that she should dote so on Signor

Benedick, whom she hath in all [95] outward behaviours seemed ever to
abhor.

BENEDICK
(aside) Is’t possible? Sits the wind in that corner?

LEONATO
By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell what to think of it; but that she loves him
with an enraged affection, [100] it is past the infinite of thought.