As he had lost some province and a region
Loved as he loves himself: even now I met him
With customary compliment; when he,
Wafting his eyes to the contrary and falling
A lip of much contempt, speeds from me and
So leaves me, to consider what is breeding
That changes thus his manners.
Cam. I dare not know, [my lord].
Pol. How! dare not! [do not]. [Do you] know, and dare not?
Be intelligent to me: 'tis thereabouts;