what I will show him if he will follow me." They followed him into the garden; and they saw a lady leaning out of Hero's window talking love to Borachio. Claudio thought the lady was Hero, and said, "I will shame her for it to-morrow!" Don Pedro thought she was Hero, too; but she was not Hero; she was Margaret. Don John chuckled noiselessly when Claudio and Don Pedro quitted the garden; he gave Borachio a purse containing a thousand ducats. The money made Borachio feel very gay, and when he was walking in the street with his friend Conrade, he boasted of his wealth and the giver, and told what he had done. A watchman overheard them, and thought that a man who had been paid a thousand ducats for villainy was worth taking in charge. He therefore arrested Borachio and Conrade, who spent the rest of the night in prison. Before noon of the next day half the aristocrats in Messina were at church. Hero thought it was her wedding day, and she was there in her wedding dress, no cloud on her pretty face or in her frank and shining eyes. The priest was Friar Francis. Turning to Claudio, he said, "You come hither, my lord, to marry this lady?" "No!" contradicted Claudio. Leonato thought he was quibbling over grammar. "You should have said, Friar," said he, "'You come to be married to her.'" Friar Francis turned to Hero. "Lady," he said, "you come hither to be married to this Count?" "I do," replied Hero. "If either of you know any impediment to this marriage, I charge you to utter it," said the Friar. "Do you know of any, Hero?" asked Claudio. "None," said she. "Know you of any, Count?" demanded the Friar. "I dare reply for him, 'None,'" said Leonato. Claudio exclaimed bitterly, "O! what will not men dare say! Father," he continued, "will you give me your daughter?" "As freely," replied Leonato, "as God gave her to me." "And what can I give you," asked Claudio, "which is worthy of this gift?" "Nothing," said Don Pedro, "unless you give the gift back to the giver." "Sweet Prince, you teach me," said
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