Aurelia, Phœnixella, Francisco, Angelo,
Close with my daughters, gentle-
men! well done,
'Tis like yourselves: nay, lusty Angelo,
Let not my presence make you baulk your
I will not break a minute of discourse
'Twixt you and one of your fair mistresses.
One of my mistresses? why thinks
I have so many?
Many! no, Angelo,
I do not think th'ast many, some fourteen
I hear thou hast, even of our worthiest
Of any note in Milan.
Nay, good my lord, fourteen! it is
By th' mass that is't; here are
their names to shew,
Fourteen, or fifteen to one. Good Angelo,
You need not be asham'd of any of them,
They are gallants all.
'Sblood you are such a lord.
Count. Nay stay, sweet Angelo, I am dis-
[ Exit Angelo.
A little to be pleasant past my custom.
He's gone, he's gone, I have disgrac'd him
Daughters, take heed of him, he's a wild youth;
Look what he says to you, believe him not,
He will swear love to every one he sees.
Francisco, give them counsel, good Fran-
I dare trust thee with both, but him with neither.
Your lordship yet may trust both
them with him.