GLOUCESTER | |
Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this unnatural | |
| | dealing. When I desire their leave that I might | |
| | pity him, they took from me the use of mine own | |
| | house; charged me, on pain of their perpetual | |
| | displeasure, neither to speak of him, entreat for | 5 |
| | him, nor any way sustain him. | |
GLOUCESTER | |
Go to; say you nothing. There's a division betwixt | |
| | the dukes; and a worse matter than that: I have | |
| | received a letter this night; 'tis dangerous to be | 10 |
| | spoken; I have locked the letter in my closet: | |
| | these injuries the king now bears will be revenged | |
| | home; there's part of a power already footed: we | |
| | must incline to the king. I will seek him, and | |
| | privily relieve him: go you and maintain talk with | 15 |
| | the duke, that my charity be not of him perceived: | |
| | if he ask for me. I am ill, and gone to bed. | |
| | Though I die for it, as no less is threatened me, | |
| | the king my old master must be relieved. There is | |
| | some strange thing toward, Edmund; pray you, be careful. | 20 |
| | [Exit] |
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