Page 1411 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.

BENEDICK
Come, bid me do anything for thee. [285]

BEATRICE
Kill Claudio.

BENEDICK
Ha! Not for the wide world.

BEATRICE
You kill me to deny it. Farewell.

BENEDICK
(taking her by the hand) Tarry, sweet Beatrice.

BEATRICE
I am gone though I am here; there is no love in [290] you. Nay, I pray you,

let me go.

BENEDICK
Beatrice −

BEATRICE
In faith, I will go.

BENEDICK
We’ll be friends first.

BEATRICE
You dare easier be friends with me than fight [295] with mine enemy.

BENEDICK
Is Claudio thine enemy?