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66 (Voice loudly.) Say nay!—say nay! Pol. (aside.) 'Tis strange!—'tis very strange—methought the voice Chimed in with my desires and bade me stay! (approaching the window.) Sweet voice! I heed thee, and will surely stay. Now be this Fancy, by Heaven, or be it Fate, Still will I not descend. Baldazzar, make Apology unto the Duke for me; I go not down to-night. Bal. Your lordship's pleasure Shall be attended to. Good night, Politian. Pol. Good night, my friend, good night.