LUIS. Patrick, let me now enjoy
The first favours fate has sent me
After so much sad misfortune.
PATRICK. One word, then (if thou wilt let me
So presume), I ask of thee.
LUIS. What is that?
PATRICK. Upon this earth here,
Once again, alive or dead,
That we two shall meet together.
LUIS. Such a word dost ask me?
PATRICK. Yes.
LUIS. Then I give it.
PATRICK. I accept it.
[Exeunt.
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