Page 1393 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

Yes.

DAUGHTER
There is at least two hundred now with child by him −
There must be four; yet I keep close for all this.
Close as a cockle; and all these must be boys − [130]
He has the trick on’t − and at ten years old

They must be all gelt for musicians,
And sing the wars of Theseus.

SECOND FRIEND
This is strange.

DAUGHTER
As ever you heard; but say nothing.

FIRST FRIEND
No.

DAUGHTER

They come from all parts of the dukedom to him. [135]
I’ll warrant ye, he had not so few last night
As twenty to dispatch; he’ll tickle it up
In two hours, if his hand be in.

GAOLER
She’s lost

Past all cure.

BROTHER
Heaven forbid, man!

DAUGHTER
[to Gaoler]
Come hither; you are a wise man.

FIRST FRIEND