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	[Enter SPEED and LAUNCE severally]

SPEED: Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Milan!

LAUNCE: Forswear not thyself, sweet youth, for I am not
	welcome. I reckon this always, that a man is never
	undone till he be hanged, nor never welcome to a
	place till some certain shot be paid and the hostess
	say 'Welcome!'

SPEED: Come on, you madcap, I'll to the alehouse with you
	presently; where, for one shot of five pence, thou
	shalt have five thousand welcomes. But, sirrah, how
	did thy master part with Madam Julia?

LAUNCE: Marry, after they closed in earnest, they parted very
	fairly in jest.

SPEED: But shall she marry him?

LAUNCE: No.

SPEED: How then? shall he marry her?

LAUNCE: No, neither.

SPEED: What, are they broken?

LAUNCE: No, they are both as whole as a fish.

SPEED: Why, then, how stands the matter with them?

LAUNCE: Marry, thus: when it stands well with him, it
	stands well with her.

SPEED: What an ass art thou! I understand thee not.

LAUNCE: What a block art thou, that thou canst not! My
	staff understands me.

SPEED: What thou sayest?

LAUNCE: Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll but lean,
	and my staff understands me.

SPEED: It stands under thee, indeed.

LAUNCE: Why, stand-under and under-stand is all one.

SPEED: But tell me true, will't be a match?

LAUNCE: Ask my dog: if he say ay, it will! if he say no,
	it will; if he shake his tail and say nothing, it will.

SPEED: The conclusion is then that it will.

LAUNCE: Thou shalt never get such a secret from me but by a parable.

SPEED: 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, how sayest
	thou, that my master is become a notable lover?

LAUNCE: I never knew him otherwise.

SPEED: Than how?

LAUNCE: A notable lubber, as thou reportest him to be.

SPEED: Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest me.

LAUNCE: Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy master.

SPEED: I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover.

LAUNCE: Why, I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself
	in love. If thou wilt, go with me to the alehouse;
	if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the
	name of a Christian.

SPEED: Why?

LAUNCE: Because thou hast not so much charity in thee as to
	go to the ale with a Christian. Wilt thou go?

SPEED: At thy service.

	[Exeunt]




	THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA






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