Ant. Shall I hope any comfort? Then, upon my credit, gentlemen, I'll appoint you all mine heirs, so soon as I am dead.
Duke. You speak nobly.
Ant. Nay, and because you shall not long gape after it, I'll die within a month, and set you down all joint executors.
Lio. But when you are freed from the terror of his imposition, will you not recant?
Ant. Nay, and you doubt me, walk along, and I'll confirm't upon you instantly. [Exeunt.
FOOTNOTES:
[323] [Old copy, meant.]
[324] Thus Armado, in "Love's Labour's Lost," edit. 1778, vol. ii. p. 394: "I do excel Samson in my rapier as much as he did me in carrying gates."—Steevens.
[325] [Edits., Have you ... drawn; but the speaker evidently does not intend to ask the boy whether he has drawn the register.]
[326] The Romans bestowed an oaken wreath on him who had preserved the life of a citizen. The mother of Coriolanus, in Shakespeare, boasts that he "returned, his brows bound with oak."—Steevens.