[Exit Claudio. Knock within.]
By and by!—
I hope it is some pardon or reprieve
For the most gentle Claudio.
Enter Duke.
Welcome, father.
DUKE.
The best and wholesom’st spirits of the night
Envelop you, good Provost! Who called here of late?
PROVOST.
None, since the curfew rung.
DUKE.
Not Isabel?
PROVOST.
No.
DUKE.
They will then, ere’t be long.
PROVOST.
What comfort is for Claudio?