Pol. My brother's wife? Mon. As surely as we both Pol. Oh! thou may'st yet be happy! Mon. Couldst thou be Pol. It may be yet a secret—I'll go try Mon. Then thou wouldst more undo me: heap a load [exit. Pol. Then thus I'll go;— [exit. ACT THE FIFTH. SCENE I. A GARDEN. A GARDEN. Cas. See where the deer trot after one another; Acas. Castalio! Castalio! Cas. Who's there Acas. I hope my message may succeed. Cas. My father! Acas. Castalio, you must go along with me, Cas. Sure my lord but mocks me: Acas. I say, no more dispute.