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Enter SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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Enter SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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SIR ANDREW No, faith, I’ll not stay a jot longer.
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SIR ANDREW No, faith, I’ll not stay a jot longer.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason.
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FABIAN You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.
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FABIAN You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.
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SIR ANDREW Marry, I saw your niece do more favors to the Count’s servingman than ever she bestowed upon me. I saw ’t i' the orchard.
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SIR ANDREW Marry, I saw your niece do more favors to the Count’s servingman than ever she bestowed upon me. I saw ’t i' the orchard.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Did she see thee the while, old boy? Tell me that.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Did she see thee the while, old boy? Tell me that.
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SIR ANDREW As plain as I see you now.
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SIR ANDREW As plain as I see you now.
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FABIAN This was a great argument of love in her toward you.
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FABIAN This was a great argument of love in her toward you.
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SIR ANDREW 10 'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?
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SIR ANDREW 'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?
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FABIAN I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of judgment and reason.
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FABIAN I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of judgment and reason.
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SIR TOBY BELCH And they have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor.
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SIR TOBY BELCH And they have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor.
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FABIAN |
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This was looked for at your hand, and this was balked. The double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed into the north of my lady’s opinion, where you will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman’s beard, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt either of valor or policy.
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This was looked for at your hand, and this was balked. The double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed into the north of my lady’s opinion, where you will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman’s beard, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt either of valor or policy.
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SIR ANDREW An ’t be any way, it must be with valor, for policy I hate. I had as lief be a Brownist as a politician.
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SIR ANDREW An ’t be any way, it must be with valor, for policy I hate. I had as lief be a Brownist as a politician.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of valor. Challenge me the count’s youth to fight with him. Hurt him in eleven places. My niece shall take note of it, and assure thyself, there is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man’s commendation with woman than report of valor.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of valor. Challenge me the count’s youth to fight with him. Hurt him in eleven places. My niece shall take note of it, and assure thyself, there is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man’s commendation with woman than report of valor.
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FABIAN 35 There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.
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FABIAN There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.
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SIR ANDREW Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?
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SIR ANDREW Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?
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SIR TOBY BELCH Go, write it in a martial hand. Be curst and brief. It is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and full of invention. Taunt him with the license of ink. If thou “thou”-est him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em down. Go, about it. Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. About it.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Go, write it in a martial hand. Be curst and brief. It is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and full of invention. Taunt him with the license of ink. If thou “thou”-est him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em down. Go, about it. Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. About it.
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SIR ANDREW 45 Where shall I find you?
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SIR ANDREW Where shall I find you?
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SIR TOBY BELCH We’ll call thee at the cubiculo. Go.
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SIR TOBY BELCH We’ll call thee at the cubiculo. Go.
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Exit SIR ANDREW
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Exit SIR ANDREW
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FABIAN This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby.
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FABIAN This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby.
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SIR TOBY BELCH I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand strong, or so.
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SIR TOBY BELCH I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand strong, or so.
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FABIAN |
FABIAN |
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SIR TOBY BELCH Never trust me, then. And by all means stir on the youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were opened and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I’ll eat the rest of the anatomy.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Never trust me, then. And by all means stir on the youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were opened and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I’ll eat the rest of the anatomy.
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FABIAN And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty.
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FABIAN And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty.
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Enter MARIA
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Enter MARIA
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SIR TOBY BELCH Look where the youngest wren of nine comes.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Look where the youngest wren of nine comes.
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MARIA |
MARIA |
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SIR TOBY BELCH 65 And cross-gartered?
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SIR TOBY BELCH And cross-gartered?
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MARIA Most villanously, like a pedant that keeps a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like his murderer. He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies. You have not seen such a thing as ’tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike him. If she do, he’ll smile and take ’t for a great favor.
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MARIA Most villanously, like a pedant that keeps a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like his murderer. He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies. You have not seen such a thing as ’tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike him. If she do, he’ll smile and take ’t for a great favor.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, bring us, bring us where he is.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, bring us, bring us where he is.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Enter SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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Enter SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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SIR ANDREW No, faith, I’ll not stay a jot longer.
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SIR ANDREW No, faith, I’ll not stay a jot longer.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason.
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FABIAN You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.
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FABIAN You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.
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SIR ANDREW Marry, I saw your niece do more favors to the Count’s servingman than ever she bestowed upon me. I saw ’t i' the orchard.
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SIR ANDREW Marry, I saw your niece do more favors to the Count’s servingman than ever she bestowed upon me. I saw ’t i' the orchard.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Did she see thee the while, old boy? Tell me that.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Did she see thee the while, old boy? Tell me that.
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SIR ANDREW As plain as I see you now.
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SIR ANDREW As plain as I see you now.
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FABIAN This was a great argument of love in her toward you.
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FABIAN This was a great argument of love in her toward you.
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SIR ANDREW 10 'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?
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SIR ANDREW 'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?
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FABIAN I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of judgment and reason.
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FABIAN I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of judgment and reason.
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SIR TOBY BELCH And they have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor.
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SIR TOBY BELCH And they have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor.
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FABIAN |
FABIAN |
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This was looked for at your hand, and this was balked. The double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed into the north of my lady’s opinion, where you will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman’s beard, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt either of valor or policy.
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This was looked for at your hand, and this was balked. The double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed into the north of my lady’s opinion, where you will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman’s beard, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt either of valor or policy.
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SIR ANDREW An ’t be any way, it must be with valor, for policy I hate. I had as lief be a Brownist as a politician.
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SIR ANDREW An ’t be any way, it must be with valor, for policy I hate. I had as lief be a Brownist as a politician.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of valor. Challenge me the count’s youth to fight with him. Hurt him in eleven places. My niece shall take note of it, and assure thyself, there is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man’s commendation with woman than report of valor.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of valor. Challenge me the count’s youth to fight with him. Hurt him in eleven places. My niece shall take note of it, and assure thyself, there is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man’s commendation with woman than report of valor.
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FABIAN 35 There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.
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FABIAN There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.
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SIR ANDREW Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?
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SIR ANDREW Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?
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SIR TOBY BELCH Go, write it in a martial hand. Be curst and brief. It is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and full of invention. Taunt him with the license of ink. If thou “thou”-est him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em down. Go, about it. Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. About it.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Go, write it in a martial hand. Be curst and brief. It is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and full of invention. Taunt him with the license of ink. If thou “thou”-est him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em down. Go, about it. Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. About it.
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SIR ANDREW 45 Where shall I find you?
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SIR ANDREW Where shall I find you?
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SIR TOBY BELCH We’ll call thee at the cubiculo. Go.
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SIR TOBY BELCH We’ll call thee at the cubiculo. Go.
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Exit SIR ANDREW
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Exit SIR ANDREW
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FABIAN This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby.
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FABIAN This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby.
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SIR TOBY BELCH I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand strong, or so.
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SIR TOBY BELCH I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand strong, or so.
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FABIAN |
FABIAN |
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SIR TOBY BELCH Never trust me, then. And by all means stir on the youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were opened and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I’ll eat the rest of the anatomy.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Never trust me, then. And by all means stir on the youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were opened and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I’ll eat the rest of the anatomy.
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FABIAN And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty.
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FABIAN And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty.
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Enter MARIA
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Enter MARIA
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SIR TOBY BELCH Look where the youngest wren of nine comes.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Look where the youngest wren of nine comes.
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MARIA |
MARIA |
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SIR TOBY BELCH 65 And cross-gartered?
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SIR TOBY BELCH And cross-gartered?
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MARIA Most villanously, like a pedant that keeps a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like his murderer. He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies. You have not seen such a thing as ’tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike him. If she do, he’ll smile and take ’t for a great favor.
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MARIA Most villanously, like a pedant that keeps a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like his murderer. He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies. You have not seen such a thing as ’tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike him. If she do, he’ll smile and take ’t for a great favor.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, bring us, bring us where he is.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, bring us, bring us where he is.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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