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We did believe no less. Know
that friar Lodowick, that she speaks of ?
Lucio. My lord, most villanously; believe it.
man ; (To justify this worthy nobleman, So vulgarly ? and personally accused) Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes, Till she herself confess it. Duke.
Good friar, let's hear it.
Mariana comes forward.
Give us some seats.—Come, cousin Angelo;
Mar. Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face, Until my husband bid me. •Duke.
What, are you married ? Mar. No,
my lord. Duke.
Are you a maid ? Mar.
lord. Duke. A widow then? Mar.
Neither, my lord. Duke.
Why, you Are nothing then :-neither maid, widow, nor wife?
Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them are neither maid, widow, nor wife. Duke. Silence that fellow. I would, he had some
cause To prattle for himself.
Lucio. Well, my lord.
Mar. My lord, I do confess I ne'er was married ; And, I confess, besides, I am no maid : I have known my husband; yet my husband knows
not That ever he knew me.
Lucio. He was drunk then, my lord; it can be no better.
Duke. For the benefit of silence, would thou wert
so too !
Lucio. Well, my lord.
Mar. Now I come to 't, my
Charges she more than me?
No ? you say, your husband.
face. Mar. My husband bids me; now I will unmask.
[unveiling. This is that face, thou cruel Angelo, Which, once thou sworest, was worth the looking
This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contract,
Sirrah, no more.
Ang. My lord, I must confess, I know this woman; And, five years since, there was some speech of
marriage Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, Partly, for that her promised proportions Came short of composition ; 1 but, in chief, For that her reputation was disvalued In levity: since which time, of five years, I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from ner, Upon my faith and honor. Mar.
Noble prince, As there comes light from heaven, and words from
I did but smile till now:
informal 3 women are no more
Ay, with my heart; And punish them unto your height of pleasure.Thou foolish friar! and thou pernicious woman, Compact with her that's gone! think'st thou, thy
Though they would swear down each particular
Duke. Go, do it instantly.- [Exit Provost.
chastisement. I for awhile Will leave you ; but stir not you, till you have well Determined
these slanderers. Esc. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly.—[Exit Duke.] Signior Lucio, did not you say, you knew that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person
? Lucio. Cucullus non facit monachum : 2 honest in
1 To the end,
2 A hood makes not a monk.