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SHYLOCK

               Then meet me forthwith at the notary’s; [170]
               Give him direction for this merry bond,
               And I will go and purse the ducats straight,

               See to my house, left in the fearful guard
               Of an unthrifty knave, and presently
               I’ll be with you.
                                                                                                             Exit.



              ANTONIO
                               Hie thee, gentle Jew. [175]

               The Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind.


              BASSANIO

               I like not fair terms and a villain’s mind.



              ANTONIO
               Come on. In this there can be no dismay;
               My ships come home a month before the day.
                                                                                                        Exeunt.
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