Fri. Now, honour'd daughter, is your doubt resolv'd?
Tam. I, father, but you went away too soone.
Fri. Too soone!
Tam. Indeed you did; you should have stayed;
Had not your worthy friend beene of your bringing,
And that containes all lawes to temper me,55
Not all the fearefull danger that besieged us
Had aw'd my throat from exclamation.
Fri. I know your serious disposition well.
Come, sonne, the morne comes on.