How I may trust that thou canst keep my counsel
Beyond death.
Win. Why, mistress, ’t is your only way
To enjoin me first that I reveal to you
The worst act I e’er did in all my life;
One secret so shall bind another.
Leon. Thou instruct’st me
Most ingeniously; for indeed it is not fit,
Where any act is plotted that is naught,
Any of counsel to it should be good;