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Adam. I’ll tell him what you say, and so farewell.

Alice. Do, and one day I’ll make amends for all.—

I know he loves me well, but dares not come,

Because my husband is so jealous,

And these my narrow-prying neighbours blab,

Hinder our meetings when we would confer.

But, if I live, that block shall be removed,

And, Mosbie, thou that comes to me by stealth,

Shalt neither fear the biting speech of men,

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As I abhor him and love only thee.

How now, Michael, whither are you going?

Michael. To fetch my master’s nag.

I hope you’ll think on me.

Alice. Ay; but, Michael, see you keep your oath,

And be as secret as you are resolute.

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