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DOGBERRY

Yea, marry, let them come before me. What is your name, friend? [10]

BORACHIO
Borachio.

DOGBERRY
Pray, write down, Borachio. Yours, sirrah?

CONRADE
I am a gentleman, sir, and my name is Conrade.

DOGBERRY
Write down Master Gentleman Conrade. Masters, do you serve God? [15]

CONRADE and BORACHIO
Yea, sir, we hope.

DOGBERRY

Write down, that they hope they serve God − and write God first, for God
defend but God should go before such villains! Masters, it is proved already
that you are little better than false knaves, and it will go near [20] to be
thought so shortly. How answer you for yourselves?

CONRADE
Marry, sir, we say we are none.

DOGBERRY
A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you; but I will go about with him. Come

you hither, sirrah; a word [25] in your ear. Sir, I say to you, it is thought you
are false knaves.

BORACHIO
Sir, I say to you we are none.

DOGBERRY
Well, stand aside. ’Fore God, they are both in a tale. Have you writ down that