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Luc. Sweet father, if I shall be thought thy son,

Let me redeem my brothers both from death.

Mar. And for our father's sake, and mother's care,

Now let me show a brother's love to thee.

Tit. Agree between you; I will spare my hand.

Luc. Then I'll go fetch an axe.

Mar. But I will use the axe.

Exeunt [Lucius and Marcus].

Tit. Come hither, Aaron; I'll deceive them both:

Lend me thy hand, and I will give thee mine.

Aar. [Aside.] If that be call'd deceit, I will be honest,

And never, whilst I live, deceive men so:

But I'll deceive you in another sort,

And that you'll say, ere half an hour pass.

He cuts off Titus's hand.

Tit. Now stay your strife: what shall be is dispatch'd.

Good Aaron, give his majesty my hand:

Tell him it was a hand that warded him

From thousand dangers; bid him bury it:

More hath it merited; that let it have.

As for my sons, say I account of them

As jewels purchas'd at an easy price;

And yet dear too, because I bought mine own.

Aar. I go, Andronicus; and for thy hand,

Look by and by to have thy sons with thee.

[Aside.] Their heads, I mean. O how this villainy

Doth fat me with the very thoughts of it!

Let fools do good, and fair men call for grace,

Aaron will have his soul black like his face.

 190 sort: fashion

