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We nice distinctions make.—I had an uncle, Who once upon a time

I hope, good Bernard, Thy story will be shorter than thy suit.

What is the matter, Rayner?

I am difturb'd—I know not how I am— Let me take leave, I pray you.

Thou shalt not quit us thus. What is the matter?

Question me not: my thoughts are all confus'd: There is a strong temptation fasten'd on me. I am not well.

Ay, now it works upon him: This will do (Aloud and preventing Rayner from going.) If thou'rt unwell, art thou not with thy friends?