70 Lucio. Believe me, this may be: he promised to meet me two hours since, and he was ever precise in promise-keeping.
Sec. Gent. Besides, you know, it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose.
I. 2.
75 First Gent. But, most of all, agreeing with the proclamation.
Lucio. Away! let’s go learn the truth of it.
Exeunt Lucio and Gentlemen.
Mrs Ov. Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am 80 custom-shrunk.
[Enter Pompey.]
How now! what’s the news with you?
Pom. Yonder man is carried to prison.
Mrs Ov. Well; what has he done?