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The night gone by.



              EDMUND
          Spake you with him?



              EDGAR
          Ay, two hours together. [150]



              EDMUND
          Parted  you  in  good  terms?  Found  you  no  displeasure  in  him  by  word  nor
          countenance?



              EDGAR
          None at all.



              EDMUND
          Bethink  yourself  wherein  you  may  have  offended  him;  and  at  my  entreaty

          forbear his presence until some [155] little time hath qualified the heat of his
          displeasure, which at this instant so rageth in him that with the mischief of
          your person it would scarcely allay.



              EDGAR
          Some villain hath done me wrong.



              EDMUND

          That’s my fear. I pray you have a continent [160] forbearance till the speed
          of  his  rage  goes  slower,  and  as  I  say,  retire  with  me  to  my  lodging,  from
          whence I will fitly bring you to hear my Lord speak. Pray ye, go; there’s my
          key. If you do stir abroad, go arm’d.



              EDGAR
          Arm’d, brother! [165]



              EDMUND
          Brother, I advise you to the best. I am no honest man if there be any good

          meaning toward you; I have told you what I have seen and heard; but faintly,
          nothing like the image and horror of it; pray you, away.
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