BAWD.
Well, well; there's one yonder arrested and carried to prison was
worth five thousand of you all.
FIRST GENTLEMAN.
Who's that, I pray thee?
BAWD.
Marry, sir, that's Claudio, Signior Claudio.
FIRST GENTLEMAN.
Claudio to prison! 'tis not so.
BAWD.
Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw him arrested; saw him carried
away; and, which is more, within these three days his head to
be chopped off.
LUCIO.
But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so. Art thou
sure of this?
BAWD.
I am too sure of it: and it is for getting Madam Julietta with
child.
LUCIO.
Believe me, this may be: he promised to meet me two hours since,
and he was ever precise in promise-keeping.
SECOND GENTLEMAN.
Besides, you know, it draws something near to the speech we had
to such a purpose.
FIRST GENTLEMAN.
But most of all agreeing with the proclamation.
LUCIO.
Away; let's go learn the truth of it.
[Exeunt Lucio and Gentlemen.]
