Measure for Measure

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 2 Scene 1

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FROTH

No, indeed.

FROTH

No, indeed.

POMPEY

105Very well: you being then, if you be remembered,
cracking the stones of the foresaid prunes,—

POMPEY

Very well. If you remember, you were talking about the previously mentioned prunes—

FROTH

Ay, so I did indeed.

FROTH

Right, I was.

POMPEY

Why, very well; I telling you then, if you be
remembered, that such a one and such a one were past
110cure of the thing you wot of, unless they kept very
good diet, as I told you,—

POMPEY

Ok, and I was telling you, if you remember, that so-and-so couldn’t be cured of

you-know-what

syphilis

you-know-what
, unless they kept to a strict diet—

FROTH

All this is true.

FROTH

All this is true.

POMPEY

Why, very well, then,—

POMPEY

Why, very well, then—

ESCALUS

Come, you are a tedious fool: to the purpose. What
115was done to Elbow’s wife, that he hath cause to
complain of? Come me to what was done to her.

ESCALUS

You’re a tedious fool. Get to the point. What was done to Elbow’s wife that gave him a reason to complain? Come and get to what was done to her.

POMPEY

Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet.

POMPEY

Sir, your honor can’t get to that yet.

ESCALUS

No, sir, nor I mean it not.

ESCALUS

That’s not what I meant, sir.

POMPEY

Sir, but you shall come to it, by your honour’s
120leave. And, I beseech you, look into Master Froth
here, sir; a man of four-score pound a year; whose
father died at Hallowmas: was’t not at Hallowmas,
Master Froth?

POMPEY

But you will get it, sir, if your honor pleases. And, I beg you, look at Mr. Froth here, sir; a man who makes only 80 pounds a year and whose his father died, leaving him an inheritance, on All Saints’ Day—wasn’t it All Saints’ Day, Mr. Froth?

FROTH

All-hallond eve.

FROTH

Halloween.

POMPEY

125Why, very well; I hope here be truths. He, sir,
sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, sir; ’twas in
the Bunch of Grapes, where indeed you have a delight
to sit, have you not?

POMPEY

Very well. I hope we’ll get to the truth here. He, sir,
was sitting, as I say, in a reclining chair, sir. It was at the Bunch of Grapes tavern, where you like to sit and relax, don’t you?

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