Hor. Hold, Cleomenes; I can no longer resist the force of truth, and I am resolved to be better acquainted with myself for the future. Let me become your pupil.
Cleo. Do not banter me, Horatio; I do not pretend to instruct a man of your knowledge; but if you will take my advice, search into yourself with care and boldness, and, at your leisure, peruse the book I recommended.
Hor. I promise you I will, and shall be glad to accept of the handsome present I refused: Pray, send a servant with it to-morrow morning.
Cleo. It is a trifle. You had better let one of yours go with me now; I shall drive home directly.
Hor. I understand your scruple. It shall be as you please.
THE THIRD
DIALOGUE
BETWEEN
HORATIO AND CLEOMENES.
HORATIO.
I thank you for your book.
Cleo. Your acceptance of it I acknowledge as a great favour.