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geld a codpiece of a purse; I would have filed keys off that hung in chains: no
hearing, no feeling, but my sir’s song, and admiring the nothing of [605] it. So
that in this time of lethargy I picked and cut most of their festival purses; and
had not the old man come in with a whoo-bub against his daughter and the

king’s son, and scared my choughs from the chaff, I had not left a purse alive
in the whole army. [610]

(Camillo, Florizel, and Perdita come forward.)

CAMILLO
Nay, but my letters, by this means being there
So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt.

FLORIZEL
And those that you’ll procure from King Leontes?

CAMILLO
Shall satisfy your father.

PERDITA
Happy be you!
All that you speak shows fair.

CAMILLO
(seeing Autolycus)
Who have we here? [615]

We’ll make an instrument of this; omit
Nothing may give us aid.

AUTOLYCUS
If they have overheard me now, − why, hanging.

CAMILLO
How now, good fellow! why shakest thou so? [620] Fear not, man; here’s no
harm intended to thee.

AUTOLYCUS