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That outward courtesies would fain proclaim
Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus,
You must walk by us on our other hand;
And good supporters are you.

Enter Friar Peter and Isabella.

FRIAR PETER

Now is your time: speak loud, and kneel before him. [20]

ISABELLA
Justice, O royal Duke! Vail your regard
Upon a wrong’d − I would fain have said, a maid.
O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye
By throwing it on any other object,

Till you have heard me in my true complaint, [25]
And given me justice! Justice! Justice! Justice!

DUKE
Relate your wrongs. In what? By whom? Be brief.
Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice;

Reveal yourself to him.

ISABELLA
O worthy Duke,
You bid me seek redemption of the devil. [30]
Hear me yourself: for that which I must speak
Must either punish me, not being believ’d,

Or wring redress from you.
Hear me! O hear me, hear!

ANGELO
My lord, her wits I fear me are not firm. [35]
She hath been a suitor to me for her brother,

Cut off by course of justice.

ISABELLA