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Panurge.
Wait me by the witch elm. And if thou hear
A pistol-shot, fired from the Castle, bring
Thy fellows to the rescue. Otherwise
Wait me till dawn.
Modern Brutus.
O head of all our hopes!
Once more I do conjure thee .....
Panurge.
Tush!
Brutus.
Yet think—
'Tis an aristocrat—the worst of all,
And the most desperate. Thou goest alone.
He, in the centre of his strength, is arm'd.
Panurge.
Go to! Go to! This Old Nobility
Breaks not its word of honour.
Brutus.
But ...
Panurge.
The Prince
Of Darkness hath his commendable points,
His courtesies, and his punctilios.
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Farewell till dawn. Ho! lights without there!
Watch.
(Exit.)
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