As I do trust I am not,—then, dear uncle,
Never so much as in a thought unborn
Did I offend your Highness.
Duke F.
Thus do all traitors:
If their purgation did consist in words,
050 They are as innocent as grace itself:
Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not.
Ros. Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor:
[053] Tell me whereon the likelihood depends.