To a determined scope.
Claud.
But in what nature?
Isab. In such a one as, you consenting to’t,
Would bark your honour from that trunk you bear,
And leave you naked.
Claud.
Let me know the point.
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75] Isab. O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake,
Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain,