What think you of this [page], my lord?
165 Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes.
Val. I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy.
Duke. What mean you by that [saying?]
Val. Please you, I’ll tell you as we pass along,
That you will wonder what hath fortuned.
170 Come, Proteus; ’tis your penance but to hear
The story of your [loves discovered]:
[That done, our day of marriage shall be yours];
One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. Exeunt.