CAPULET: Send for the count. Tell him of this. We'll have this marriage knot tied tomorrow morning!
JULIET: I met my youthful lord at Lawrence's cell, and showed him as much love as I could while keeping my modesty.
CAPULET: Why, I'm glad about this! This is good! Stand up!
This is as it should be. Let me see the count! Someone go fetch him here.
Now, before God, our whole city owes this Friar a great debt!
JULIET: Nurse, will you go with me to select my clothing and jewelry for tomorrow?