EDGAR.
Some villain hath done me wrong.
EDMUND.
That's my fear. I pray you have a continent forbearance till the
speed of his rage goes slower; and, as I say, retire with me to
my lodging, from whence I will fitly bring you to hear my lord
speak: pray you, go; there's my key. — If you do stir abroad, go
armed.
EDGAR.
Armed, brother!
EDMUND.
Brother, I advise you to the best; I am no honest man
if there be any good meaning toward you: I have told you what I
have seen and heard but faintly; nothing like the image and
horror of it: pray you, away!
EDGAR.
Shall I hear from you anon?
EDMUND.
I do serve you in this business.
[Exit Edgar.]
A credulous father! and a brother noble,
Whose nature is so far from doing harms
That he suspects none; on whose foolish honesty
My practices ride easy! — I see the business.
Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit:
All with me's meet that I can fashion fit.
[Exit.]
