Page 480 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

[Knocks.]
I know her women are about her: what [65]
If I do line one of their hands? ’Tis gold
Which buys admittance (oft it doth) yea, and makes

Diana’s rangers false themselves, yield up
Their deer to th’ stand o’ th’ stealer: and ’tis gold
Which makes the true-man kill’d, and saves the thief: [70]
Nay, sometime hangs both thief, and true-man: what

Can it not do, and undo? I will make
One of her women lawyer to me, for
I yet not understand the case myself.
By your leave. [75]

[Knocks.]

Enter a Lady.

LADY
Who’s there that knocks?

CLOTEN
A gentleman.

LADY
No more?

CLOTEN
Yes, and a gentlewoman’s son.

LADY
That’s more

Than some whose tailors are as dear as yours
Can justly boast of. What’s your lordship’s pleasure?

CLOTEN
Your lady’s person, is she ready?

LADY