Chapter 72 1 No.72

450 And must be buried but as an intent

That perish'd by the way: thoughts are no subjects;

Intents, but merely thoughts.

Mari.

Merely, my lord.

Duke. Your suit's unprofitable; stand up, I say.

I have bethought me of another fault.

455 Provost, how came it Claudio was beheaded

At an unusual hour?

Prov.

It was commanded