Chapter 25

We have lost him in our spleens, like fools.Duke.Come, Gentlemen,Now set on roundly: suppose ye have all Mistresses,And mend your pace according.Petr.Then have at ye.[Exeunt.

We have lost him in our spleens, like fools.

Duke.Come, Gentlemen,Now set on roundly: suppose ye have all Mistresses,And mend your pace according.

Petr.Then have at ye.[Exeunt.


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