135 Luc. Nay, I was taken up for laying them down:
Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.
Jul. I see you have a month’s mind [to them].
Luc. Ay, madam, you may [say what sights you see];
I see things too, although you judge I wink.
140 Jul. Come, come; will’t please you go? Exeunt.
[ I. 3 Scene III.] The same. Antonio’s house.
Enter Antonio and Panthino.
Ant. Tell me, [Panthino], what sad talk was that
Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?