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Page 45
[CAMILLO, FLORIZEL, and PERDITA come forward.]
CAMILLO.
Nay, but my letters, by this means being there
So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt.
FLORIZEL.
And those that you'll procure from king Leontes,--
CAMILLO.
Shall satisfy your father.
PERDITA.
Happy be you!
All that you speak shows fair.
CAMILLO.
[Seeing AUTOLYCUS.] Who have we here?
We'll make an instrument of this; omit
Nothing may give us aid.
AUTOLYCUS.
[Aside.] If they have overheard me now,--why, hanging.
CAMILLO.
How now, good fellow! why shakest thou so? Fear not, man; here's
no harm intended to thee.
AUTOLYCUS.
I am a poor fellow, sir.
CAMILLO.
Why, be so still; here's nobody will steal that from thee:
yet, for the outside of thy poverty we must make an exchange;
therefore discase thee instantly,--thou must think there's a
necessity in't,--and change garments with this gentleman: though
the pennyworth on his side be the worst, yet hold thee, there's
some boot. [Giving money.]
AUTOLYCUS.
I am a poor fellow, sir:--[Aside.] I know ye well enough.
CAMILLO.
Nay, pr'ythee dispatch: the gentleman is half flay'd already.
AUTOLYCUS.
Are you in earnest, sir?--[Aside.] I smell the trick on't.
FLORIZEL.
Dispatch, I pr'ythee.
AUTOLYCUS.
Indeed, I have had earnest; but I cannot with conscience
take it.
CAMILLO.
Unbuckle, unbuckle.
[FLORIZEL and AUTOLYCUS exchange garments.]
Fortunate mistress,--let my prophecy
Come home to you!--you must retire yourself
Into some covert; take your sweetheart's hat
And pluck it o'er your brows, muffle your face,
Dismantle you; and, as you can, disliken
The truth of your own seeming; that you may,--
For I do fear eyes over,--to shipboard
Get undescried.
PERDITA.
I see the play so lies
That I must bear a part.
CAMILLO.
No remedy.--
Have you done there?
FLORIZEL.
Should I now meet my father,
He would not call me son.
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