Atten. I am glad to be rid of such a business.
Arth. Alas! then I have driven away my friend, let him come back, that he may plead for me.
Hub. Come, boy, prepare yourself.
Arth. Will nothing avail me?
Hub. Nothing; prepare.
Arth. Oh! Hubert, that a gnat would fly in your eye, that you might feel the pain so small a thing would cause; perhaps that might move your sympathy, and lead you to consider what I must suffer.
Hub. How ill you keep your promise, be silent.
Arth. Forgive me, Hubert, if I try to move you; you once were tender and compassionate, and you will be happier from yielding to these gentle dispositions, than from all the wealth and honours my uncle can bestow.
Hub. Well, your innocence has unnerved my firmest resolution. I am subdued, and will not touch your eyes for all the treasures of your uncle's crown. Yet have I sworn, and fully purposed to have performed----.
Arth. O, now you look like Hubert! Before you were disguised.