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BENEDICK

Question: why, an hour in clamor and a quarter in rheum.
Therefore is it most expedient for the wise, if Don Worm,
65his conscience, find no impediment to the contrary, to be
the trumpet of his own virtues, as I am to myself. So much
for praising myself, who, I myself will bear witness, is
praiseworthy. An now tell me, how doth your cousin?

BENEDICK

About an hour for the ringing and fifteen minutes for the crying. That’s why it’s better for wise men to trumpet their own virtues, like I do. That’s why I praise myself, who—if I do say so myself—is quite praiseworthy. But tell me, how is your cousin?

BEATRICE

Very ill.

BEATRICE

She’s very sick.

BENEDICK

70And how do you?

BENEDICK

And how are you?

BEATRICE

Very ill, too.

BEATRICE

I’m very sick, too.

BENEDICK

Serve God, love me, and mend. There will I leave you too,
for here comes one in haste.

BENEDICK

Have faith, love me, and you will get better. And that’s where I’ll end, because someone is hurrying this way.
Enter URSULA
URSULA enters.

URSULA

Madam, you must come to your uncle. Yonder’s old coil at
75home. It is proved my Lady Hero hath been falsely
accused, the Prince and Claudio mightily abused, and Don
John is the author of all, who is fled and gone. Will you
come presently?

URSULA

Madam, you have to go to your uncle’s. There’s a huge racket going on there. It’s been proven that Lady Hero is innocent, that the Prince and Claudio have been utterly deceived, and that Don John—who has run away—is the source of all the trouble. Will you come immediately?
Exit
She exits.

BEATRICE

Will you go hear this news, Signior?

BEATRICE

Will you come with me to hear this news, sir?

BENEDICK

80I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy
eyes—and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle’s.

BENEDICK

I will live in your heart, die in your lap, and be buried in your eyes—and, what’s more, I will go with you to your uncle’s.
Exeunt
They exit.