_Por._ My people do already know my mind, And will acknowledge you and Jessica In place of Lord Bassanio and myself. And so farewell, till we shall meet again. 40 _Lor._ Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you! _Jes._ I wish your ladyship all heart’s content. _Por._ I thank you for your wish, and am well pleased To wish it back on you: fare you well, Jessica. [_Exeunt Jessica and Lorenzo._ Now, Balthasar, 45 As I have ever found thee honest-true, So let me find thee still. Take this same letter, And use thou all the endeavour of a man In speed to Padua: see thou render this Into my cousin’s hand, Doctor Bellario; 50 And, look, what notes and garments he doth give thee, Bring them, I pray thee, with imagined speed Unto the tranect, to the common ferry Which trades to Venice. Waste no time in words, But get thee gone: I shall be there before thee. 55 _Balth._ Madam, I go with all convenient speed. [_Exit._ _Por._ Come on, Nerissa; I have work in hand That you yet know not of: we’ll see our husbands Before they think of us. _Ner._ Shall they see us? _Por._ They shall, Nerissa; but in such a habit, 60 That they shall think we are accomplished With that we lack. I’ll hold thee any wager, When we are both accoutred like young men, I’ll prove the prettier fellow of the two, And wear my dagger with the braver grace, 65 And speak between the change of man and boy With a reed voice, and turn two mincing steps Into a manly stride, and speak of frays Like a fine bragging youth; and tell quaint lies, How honourable ladies sought my love, 70 Which I denying, they fell sick and died; I could not do withal: then I’ll repent, And wish, for all that, that I had not kill’d them; And twenty of these puny lies I’ll tell, That men shall swear I have discontinued school 75 Above a twelvemonth. I have within my mind A thousand raw tricks of these bragging Jacks, Which I will practise. _Ner._ Why, shall we turn to men? _Por._ Fie, what a question’s that, If thou wert near a lewd interpreter! 80 But come, I’ll tell thee all my whole device When I am in my coach, which stays for us At the park-gate; and therefore haste away, For we must measure twenty miles to-day. [_Exeunt._ ~~~~~ Linenotes: _The Merchant of Venice_, III, 4. SCENE IV.] SCENE V. Pope. ...Balthasar.] Theobald. ...a man of Portia’s. Qq Ff. 1: _your_] _you_ F2. 3: _god-like_] _gold-like_ Q3 Q4. _most_] om. Pope. 6: _relief_] _relief to_ Rowe. 10: _for_] _of_ Pope. 11: _Nor_] _And_ Pope. 13: _equal_] Q1 Q3 Q4 F3 F4. _egall_ Q2. _egal_ F1 F2. 15: _lineaments, of_] _lineaments of_ Warburton. 21: _misery_] Q1. _cruelty_ Q2 Ff Q3 Q4.