_Laf._ You beg more than 'word,' then. Cox my passion! give me your hand. How does your drum? 40 _Par._ O my good lord, you were the first that found me! _Laf._ Was I, in sooth? and I was the first that lost thee. _Par._ It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some grace, 45 for you did bring me out. _Laf._ Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and the devil? One brings thee in grace and the other brings thee out. [_Trumpets sound._] The king's coming; I know by his trumpets. Sirrah, inquire 50 further after me; I had talk of you last night: though you are a fool and a knave, you shall eat; go to, follow. _Par._ I praise God for you. [_Exeunt._ LINENOTES: SCENE II. Before ... palace.] Edd. Inner-court of the palace. Capell. following.] Capell. ill-favoured. Collier MS. [1] _Monsieur_] _Mr_ Ff. _Lavache_] Edd. (Tollet conj.). _Lavatch_ Ff. _Lapatch_ Jervis conj. [4] _mood_] _moat_ Theobald. See note (XVII). [10] _spake_] F1. _speake_ F2. _speak_ F3 F4. [12] _or against_] _against_ Theobald. [18] _Here_] Clo. _Here_ Ff. _purr_] _purre_ F1 F2 F3. _pur_ F4. _puss_ Mason conj. _or of_] _or_ Warburton. [19] _musk-cat_] Theobald. _Muscat_ Ff. _mouse-cat_ Anon. conj. _has_] _hath_ Pope. [22] _ingenious_] _ingenuous_ Anon. conj. [23] _similes_] Theobald (Warburton). _smiles_ Ff. [31] _under her?_] F2 F3 F4. _under?_ F1. _quart'd'écu_] Pope. _cardecue_ Ff. [36] _You_] _If you_ Anon. conj. [39] _'word'_] _word_ F1 F2. _one word_ F3 F4. _a word Collier_ (Egerton MS.). [45] _lies in you_] _lies on you_ Capell. [49] [Trumpets sound.] Sound trumpets. Theobald, om. Ff. SCENE III. _Rousillon. The_ COUNT'S _palace_. _Flourish. Enter_ KING, COUNTESS, LAFEU, _the two_ French Lords, _with_ Attendants. _King._ We lost a jewel of her; and our esteem Was made much poorer by it: but your son, As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know Her estimation home. _Count._ 'Tis past, my liege; And I beseech your majesty to make it 5 Natural rebellion, done i' the blaze of youth; When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, O'erbears it and burns on. _King._ My honour'd lady, I have forgiven and forgotten all; Though my revenges were high bent upon him, 10 And watch'd the time to shoot.