Par. [An thy mind stand to't, boy,] steal away bravely.
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Ber. [I shall stay] here the forehorse to a smock,
Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry,
Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn
But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away.
First Lord. There's honour in the theft.
Par. Commit it, count.
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Sec. Lord. I am your accessary; and so, farewell.