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	[Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA]

THURIO: Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit?

PROTEUS: O, sir, I find her milder than she was;
	And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

THURIO: What, that my leg is too long?

PROTEUS: No; that it is too little.

THURIO: I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder.

JULIA: [Aside]  But love will not be spurr'd to what
	it loathes.

THURIO: What says she to my face?

PROTEUS: She says it is a fair one.

THURIO: Nay then, the wanton lies; my face is black.

PROTEUS: But pearls are fair; and the old saying is,
	Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.

JULIA: [Aside]  'Tis true; such pearls as put out
	ladies' eyes;
	For I had rather wink than look on them.

THURIO: How likes she my discourse?

PROTEUS: Ill, when you talk of war.

THURIO: But well, when I discourse of love and peace?

JULIA: [Aside]  But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.

THURIO: What says she to my valour?

PROTEUS: O, sir, she makes no doubt of that.

JULIA: [Aside]  She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.

THURIO: What says she to my birth?

PROTEUS: That you are well derived.

JULIA: [Aside]  True; from a gentleman to a fool.

THURIO: Considers she my possessions?

PROTEUS: O, ay; and pities them.

THURIO: Wherefore?

JULIA: [Aside]  That such an ass should owe them.

PROTEUS: That they are out by lease.

JULIA: Here comes the duke.

	[Enter DUKE]

DUKE: How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio!
	Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late?

THURIO: Not I.

PROTEUS:      Nor I.

DUKE:           Saw you my daughter?

PROTEUS: Neither.

DUKE: Why then,
	She's fled unto that peasant Valentine;
	And Eglamour is in her company.
	'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both,
	As he in penance wander'd through the forest;
	Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she,
	But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it;
	Besides, she did intend confession
	At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not;
	These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.
	Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
	But mount you presently and meet with me
	Upon the rising of the mountain-foot
	That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:
	Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.

	[Exit]

THURIO: Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
	That flies her fortune when it follows her.
	I'll after, more to be revenged on Eglamour
	Than for the love of reckless Silvia.

	[Exit]

PROTEUS: And I will follow, more for Silvia's love
	Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her.

	[Exit]

JULIA: And I will follow, more to cross that love
	Than hate for Silvia that is gone for love.

	[Exit]




	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA






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