_Pol._ How! dare not! do not. Do you know, and dare not? Be intelligent to me: 'tis thereabouts; For, to yourself, what you do know, you must, And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo, 380 Your changed complexions are to me a mirror Which shows me mine changed too; for I must be A party in this alteration, finding Myself thus alter'd with't. _Cam._ There is a sickness Which puts some of us in distemper; but 385 I cannot name the disease; and it is caught Of you that yet are well. _Pol._ How! caught of me! Make me not sighted like the basilisk: I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo,-- 390 As you are certainly a gentleman; thereto Clerk-like experienced, which no less adorns Our gentry than our parents' noble names, In whose success we are gentle,--I beseech you, If you know aught which does behove my knowledge 395 Thereof to be inform'd, imprison't not In ignorant concealment. _Cam._ I may not answer. _Pol._ A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! I must be answer'd. Dost thou hear, Camillo, I conjure thee, by all the parts of man 400 Which honour does acknowledge, whereof the least Is not this suit of mine, that thou declare What incidency thou dost guess of harm Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near; Which way to be prevented, if to be; 405 If not, how best to bear it. _Cam._ Sir, I will tell you; Since I am charged in honour and by him That I think honourable: therefore mark my counsel, Which must be ev'n as swiftly follow'd as I mean to utter it, or both yourself and me 410 Cry lost, and so good night! _Pol._ On, good Camillo. _Cam._ I am appointed him to murder you. _Pol._ By whom, Camillo? _Cam._ By the king. _Pol._ For what? _Cam._ He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears, As he had seen't, or been an instrument 415 To vice you to't, that you have touch'd his queen Forbiddenly. _Pol._ O, then my best blood turn To an infected jelly and my name Be yoked with his that did betray the Best! Turn then my freshest reputation to 420 A savour that may strike the dullest nostril Where I arrive, and my approach be shunn'd, Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection That e'er was heard or read!