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she, an hour together, trans-shape thy particular virtues; yet at last she
concluded with a sigh, thou wast the properest man in Italy. [165]

CLAUDIO
For the which she wept heartily, and said she cared not.

DON PEDRO
Yea, that she did; but yet, for all that, an if she did not hate him deadly, she
would love him dearly. The old man’s daughter told us all. [170]

CLAUDIO
All, all; and, moreover, God saw him when he was hid in the garden.

DON PEDRO
But when shall we set the savage bull’s horns on the sensible Benedick’s
head?

CLAUDIO
Yes, and text underneath, ‘Here dwells Benedick, [175] the married man’?

BENEDICK
Fare you well, boy; you know my mind. I will leave you now to your gossip-
like humour; you break jests as braggarts do their blades, which, God be

thanked, hurt not. (To Don Pedro ) My lord, for your [180] many courtesies I
thank you; I must discontinue your company. Your brother the Bastard is fled
from Messina. You have among you killed a sweet and innocent lady. For my
Lord Lackbeard there, he and I shall meet; and till then, peace be with him.

[185]
Exit.

DON PEDRO
He is in earnest.

CLAUDIO
In most profound earnest; and, I’ll warrant you, for the love of Beatrice.

DON PEDRO