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Mar. [Ass, I] doubt not.
Sir And. O, 'twill be admirable!
Mar. Sport royal, I warrant you: I know my physic
will work [with him]. I will plant you two, and let the fool
make a third, where he shall find the letter: observe [his]
construction of it. For this night, to bed, and dream on
the event. Farewell. [Exit.
Sir To. Good night, Penthesilea.
Sir And. Before me, she's a good wench.