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Look you bring me in the names of some six of seven, the most sufficient of
your parish.
ELBOW
To your worship’s house, sir?
ESCALUS
To my house. Fare you well. [Exit Elbow.] What’s o’clock, think you? [260]
JUSTICE
Eleven, sir.
ESCALUS
I pray you home to dinner with me.
JUSTICE
I humbly thank you.
ESCALUS
It grieves me for the death of Claudio,
But there’s no remedy. [265]
JUSTICE
Lord Angelo is severe.
ESCALUS
It is but needful.
Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;
Pardon is still the nurse of second woe.
But yet, poor Claudio! There is no remedy.
Come, sir. [270]
Exeunt.
Scene II IT
[An ante-room to the same.]
