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To make bad, good, and good provoke to harm. I pray you, tell me, hath any body inquired for me here to-day? much upon this time have I promis'd here to meet.
Mari. You have not been inquired after : I have sat here all day.
Duke. I do constantly believe you :--The time is come, even now. I shall crave your forbearance a little; may be, I will call upon you anon, for some advantage to yourself. Mari. I am always bound to you.
[Erit. Duke. Very well met, and welcome. What is the news from this good deputy ?
Isab. He hath a garden circummur'd with brick, Whose western side is with a viney: rd back'd ; And to that vineyard is a planched gate, That makes his opening with this bigger key: This other doth command a little door, Which from the vineyard to the garden leads ; There have I made my promise to call on him, Upon the heavy middle of the night.
Duke. But shall you on your knowledge find this way?
Isab. I have ta'en a due and wary note upon't ;
twice o'er. Duke.
Are there no other tokens Between you 'greed, concerning her observance ?
Isab. No, none, but only a repair i' the dark;
'Tis well borne up. I have not yet made known to Mariana A word of this :- What, ho! within ! come forth !
I do desire the like. Duke. Do you persuade yourself that I respect you? Mari. Good friar, I know you do; and have
found it. Duke. Take then this your companion by the hand, Who hath a story ready for your ear : I shall attend your leisure; but make baste ; The vaporous night approaches. Mari.
Will't please you walk aside ?
[E.xeunt Mariana and Isabella. Duke. O place and greatness, millions of false eyes Are stuck upon thee! volumes of report Run with these false and most contrarious quests Upon thy doings ! thousand 'scapes of wit Make thee the father of their idle dream, And rack thee in their fancies ! - Welcome! How
Re-enter MARIANA and Is A BELLA.
Isab. She'll take the enterprize upon her, father,
It is not my consent,
Little have you to say,
Fear me not.
A Room in the Prison.
Enter Provost and Clown,
Prov. Come hither, sirrah: Can you cut off a man's head?
Clo. If the man be a bachelor, sir, I can: but if he be a married man, he is his wife's head, and I can never cut off a woman's head.
Prov. Come, sir, leave me your snatches, and yield me a direct answer. To-morrow morning are to die
Claudio and Barnardine: Here is in our prison a common executioner, who in his office lacks a helper: if you will take it on you to assist him, it shall redeem you from your gyves; if not, you shall have
full time of imprisonment, and your deliverance with an unpitied whipping; for you have been a notorious bawd.
Clo. Sir, I have been an unlawful bawd, time out of mind; but yet I will be content to be a lawful hang
I would be glad to receive some instruction from my fellow partner.
Prov. What ho, Abhorson! Where's Abhorson, there?
Abhor. Do you call, sir ?
Prov. Sirrah, here's a fellow will help you tomorrow in your execution : If you think it meet, compound with him by the year, and let him abide here with you; if not, use him for the present, and dismiss him: He cannot plead his estimation with you ; he hath been a bawd.
Abhor. A bawd, sir? Fie upon him, he will discredit our mystery.
Prod. Go to, sir ; you weigh equally; a feather will turn the scale.
[Erit. Clo. Pray, sir, by your good favour, (for, surely, sir, a good favour you have, but that you have a hanging look,) do you call, sir, your occupation a mystery?
Abhor. Ay, sir; a mystery.
Clo. Painting, sir, I have heard say, is a mystery ; and your whores, sir, being members of my occupation, using painting, do prove my occupation a mystery: but what mystery there should be in hanging, if I should be hang'd, I cannot imagine.
Abhor. Sir, it is a mystery.
Abhor. Every true man's apparel fits your thief: If it be too little for your thief, your true man thinks it big enough ; if it be too big for your thief, your thief thinks it little enough: so every true man's apparel fits your thief.
Re-enter Prooost. Prov. Are you agreed ?
Clo. Sir, I will serve him; for I do find, your hangman is a more penitent trade than your bawd; he doth oftener ask forgiveness.
Prov. You, sirrah, provide your block and your axe, to-morrow four o'clock.
Abhor. Come on, bawd ; I will instruct thee in my trade ; follow.
Cl. I do desire to learn, sir; and, I hope, if you have occasion to use me for your own turn, you shall find me yare : for, truly sir, for your kindness, I owe you a good turn. Prov. Call hither Barnardine and Claudio :
[Exeunt Clown and Abhorson. One has my pity; not a jot the other, Being a murderer, though he were my brother.