Vio. You either fear his humour or my negligence,
that you call in question the continuance of his love: is he
inconstant, sir, in his favours?
Val. No, believe me.
Vio. I thank you. Here comes the [count].
[Enter] Duke, [Curio, and Attendants].
Duke. Who saw Cesario, ho?
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Vio. On your attendance, my lord; here.
Duke. Stand you a while aloof. Cesario,