Chapter 7 2 Scene II. Another room in the same.

Enter Provost and a Servant.

Serv. He's hearing of a cause; he will come straight:

I'll tell him of you.

Prov.

Pray you, do. [Exit Servant.] I'll know

His pleasure; may be he will relent. Alas,

He hath but as offended in a dream!

5 All sects, all ages smack of this vice; and he

To die for 't!

Enter Angelo.

Ang.

Now, what's the matter, provost?

Prov. Is it your will Claudio shall die to-morrow?

Ang. Did not I tell thee yea? hadst thou not order?

Why dost thou ask again?

Prov.

Lest I might be too rash:

10 Under your good correction, I have seen,

When, after execution, Judgement hath

Repented o'er his doom.

Ang.

Go to; let that be mine:

Do you your office, or give up your place,

And you shall well be spared.

Prov.

I crave your honour's pardon.

15 What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Juliet?

She's very near her hour.

Ang.

Dispose of her

To some more fitter place, and that with speed.

Re-enter Servant.

Serv. Here is the sister of the man condemn'd

Desires access to you.

Ang.

Hath he a sister?

20 Prov. Ay, my good lord; a very virtuous maid,

And to be shortly of a sisterhood,

If not already.

Ang.

Well, let her be admitted.

Exit Servant.

See you the fornicatress be removed:

Let her have needful, but not lavish, means;

There shall be order for 't.

Enter Isabella and Lucio.