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We did believe no less. Know you that friar Lodowick, that she speaks of ?
F. Peter. I know him for a man divine and holy;
Lucio. My lord, most villainously; believe it.
But at this instant he is sick, my lord,
Good friar, let's hear it.
Mariana comes forward.
Of your own cause. Is this the witness, friar?
Mari. Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face, Until
husband bid me. Duke.
What, are you married ? Mari. No, my lord, Duke.
Are you a maid? Mari.
No, my lord. Duke. A widow then ? Mari,
Neither, my lord. Duke.
Why, you Are nothing then :-Neither maid, widow, nor wife?
Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them are neither maid, widow, nor wife.
Duke. Silence that fellow: I would, he had some
To prattle for himself.
Lucio. Well, my lord.
Mari. My lord, I do confess I ne'er was married ; And, I confess, besides, I am no maid: I have known my husband ; yet my husband knows
not, That ever he knew me.
Lucio. He was drunk then, my lord; it can be no better.
Duke. For the benefit of silence, 'would thou wert so too,
Lucio. Well, my lord.
She, that accuses him of fornication,
Charges she more than me?
No? you say, your husband. Mari. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo, Who thinks, he knows, that he ne'er knew my body, But knows,
he thinks, that he knows Isabel's. Ang. This is a strange abuse :-Let's see thy face. Mari. My husband bids me; now I will unmask.
Know this woman?
Sirrah, no more.
Ang. My lord; I must confess, I know this woman; And, five years since, there was some speech of mar.
riage Betwixt myself and her: which was broke off, Partly, for that her promised proportions
Came short of composition 65; but, in chief,
I did but smile till now;
informal women are no more
Ay, with my heart;
To find out this abuse, whence 'tis deriv'd.-
Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly.-[Exit Duke.] Signior Lucio, did not you say, you knew that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person ?
Lucio. Cucullus non facit monachum : honest in no. thing, but in his clothes; and one that hath spoke most villainous speeches of the duke.
Escal. We shall entreat you to abide here till he come, and enforce them against him : we shall find this friar a notable fellow.
Lucio. As any in Vienna, on my word.
Escal. Call that same Isabel here once again ; [To an Attendant.] I would speak with her : Pray you, my lord, give me leave to question ; you shall see how I'll handle her.
Lucio. Not better than he, by her own report.