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    Act 4, Scene II - Page 2

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    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.

    Provost
    Call hither Barnardine and Claudio:

    Exeunt POMPEY and ABHORSON

    The one has my pity; not a jot the other,
    Being a murderer, though he were my brother.

    Enter CLAUDIO

    Look, here's the warrant, Claudio, for thy death:
    'Tis now dead midnight, and by eight to-morrow
    Thou must be made immortal. Where's Barnardine?

    CLAUDIO
    As fast lock'd up in sleep as guiltless labour
    When it lies starkly in the traveller's bones:
    He will not wake.

    Provost
    Who can do good on him?
    Well, go, prepare yourself.

    Knocking within

    But, hark, what noise?
    Heaven give your spirits comfort!

    Exit CLAUDIO

    By and by.
    I hope it is some pardon or reprieve
    For the most gentle Claudio.

    Enter DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before

    Welcome father.

    DUKE VINCENTIO
    The best and wholesomest spirts of the night
    Envelope you, good Provost! Who call'd here of late?

    Provost
    None, since the curfew rung.

    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Not Isabel?

    Provost
    No.

    DUKE VINCENTIO
    They will, then, ere't be long.

    Provost
    What comfort is for Claudio?

    DUKE VINCENTIO
    There's some in hope.

    Provost
    It is a bitter deputy.

    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Not so, not so; his life is parallel'd
    Even with the stroke and line of his great justice:
    He doth with holy abstinence subdue
    That in himself which he spurs on his power
    To qualify in others: were he meal'd with that
    Which he corrects, then were he tyrannous;
    But this being so, he's just.

    Knocking within

    Now are they come.

    Exit Provost

    This is a gentle provost: seldom when
    The steeled gaoler is the friend of men.

    Knocking within

    How now! what noise? That spirit's possessed with haste
    That wounds the unsisting postern with these strokes.

    Re-enter Provost

    Provost
    There he must stay until the officer
    Arise to let him in: he is call'd up.

    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Have you no countermand for Claudio yet,
    But he must die to-morrow?

    Provost
    None, sir, none.

    DUKE VINCENTIO
    As near the dawning, provost, as it is,
    You shall hear more ere morning.

    Provost
    Happily
    You something know; yet I believe there comes
    No countermand; no such example have we:
    Besides, upon the very siege of justice
    Lord Angelo hath to the public ear
    Profess'd the contrary.

    Enter a Messenger

    This is his lordship's man.

    DUKE VINCENTIO
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