ill greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. [_Exeunt._

NOTES: IV, 5.

SCENE V.] SCENE XIII. Pope.
FRIAR PETER] See note (XXI).
6: _Go_] om. Hanmer.
_Flavius'_] Rowe. _Flavio's_ Ff.
8: _To Valentius_] _To Valencius_ Ff. _Unto Valentius_ Pope.
_To Valentinus_ Capell.

SCENE VI. _Street near the city-gate._

_Enter ISABELLA and MARIANA._

_Isab._ To speak so indirectly I am loath:
I would say the truth; but to accuse him so,
That is your part: yet I am advised to do it;
He says, to veil full purpose.

_Mari._ Be ruled by him.

_Isab._ Besides, he tells me that, if peradventure 5
He speak against me on the adverse side,
I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physic
That's bitter to sweet end.

_Mari._ I would Friar Peter--

_Isab._ O, peace! the friar is come.

_Enter FRIAR PETER._

_Fri. P._ Come, I have found you out a stand most fit, 10
Where you may have such vantage on the Duke,
He shall not pass you. Twice have the trumpets sounded;
The generous and gravest citizens
Have hent the gates, and very near upon
The Duke is entering: therefore, hence, away! [_Exeunt._ 15

NOTES: IV, 6.

SCENE VI.] SCENE XIV. Pope.
2: _I would_] _I'd_ Pope.
3: _I am_] _I'm_ Pope.
4: _to veil full_] Malone. _to vaile full_ F1 F2 F3.
_to vail full_ F4. _t' availful_ Theobald. _to 'vailful_ Hanmer.

ACT V.

SCENE I. _The city-gate._

_MARIANA veiled, ISABELLA, and FRIAR PETER, at their stand. Enter
DUKE, VARRIUS, LORDS, ANGELO, ESCALUS, LUCIO, PROVOST,
OFFICERS, and CITIZENS, at several doors._

_Duke._ My very worthy cousin, fairly met!
Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you.

_Ang._ } Happy return be to your royal Grace!
_Escal._}

_Duke._ Many and hearty thankings to you both.
We have made inquiry of you; and we hear 5
Such goodness of your justice, that our soul
Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks,
Forerunning more requital.

_Ang._ You make my bonds still greater.

_Duke._ O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom, 10
When it deserves, with characters of brass,
A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time
And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand,
And let the subject see, to make them know
That outward courtesies wou