Ant. I will, my lord.
Leon. Mark and perform it: seest thou? for the fail
Of any point in't shall not only be
Death to thyself but to thy [lewd-tongued] wife,
Whom for this time we pardon. We enjoin thee,
As thou art liege-man to us, that thou carry
This female bastard hence and that thou bear it
To some remote and desert place quite out
Of our dominions, and that there thou leave it,