Glou. It is his.[2705]
Edm. It is his hand, my lord; but I hope his heart is[2706]
not in the contents. 65
Glou. Hath he never heretofore sounded you in this[2707]
business?
Edm. Never, my lord: but I have heard him oft maintain[2708]
it to be fit, that, sons at perfect age, and fathers declining,[2709]
the father should be as ward to the son, and the[2710] 70
son manage his revenue.[2711]
Glou. O villain, villain! His very opinion in the letter!
Abhorred villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish villain!
worse than brutish! Go, sirrah, seek him; ay, apprehend[2712]
him: abominable villain! Where is he? 75
Edm. I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please[2713]
you to suspend your indignation against my brother till you
can derive from him better testimony of his intent, you[2714]
should run a certain course; where, if you violently proceed[2715]
against him, mistaking his purpose, it would make a great 80
gap in your own honour and shake in pieces the heart of[2716]
his obedience. I dare pawn down my life for him that he[2717]
hath wrote this to feel my affection to your honour and to[2718]
no further pretence of danger.[2719]
Glou. Think you so? 85
Edm. If your honour judge it meet, I will place you
where you shall hear us confer of this and by an auricular[2720]
assurance have your satisfaction, and that without any further
delay than this very evening.
Glou. He cannot be such a monster—[2721] 90
Edm. Nor is not, sure.[2722]