[draws and interposes.

Cas. Sir, in my younger years with care you taught me

Cham. Into thy father's arms thou fly'st for safety,

Cas. I am a villain, if I will not seek thee,

Cham. She wrong'd thee? By the fury in my heart,

Acas. Boy, don't disturb the ashes of the dead

Cham. Has not been wrong'd.

Cas. It shall not.

Cham. No, nor shall

Cas. Ha! set me free.

Cham. Come, both.

Cas. Sir, if you'd have me think you did not take

Cham. Till then I am Castalio's friend.

[exit.

Acas. Would I'd been absent when this boist'rous brave

Cas. Damn her!

Acas. Don't curse her.

Cas. Did I?

Acas. Yes.

Cas. I'm sorry for't.

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