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56 To meet us. Sirrah fool, be it thy post

To hold the ladder while we mount; and see

Thou play'st us no jade's trick, or 'ware the whip!

Fear not, magnanimous gossip! do your work

With as good will as I do mine. The Countess

Sleeps in the chamber of the balcony

Which rounds the angle of the southern front;

I came but now by the palace,—all was quiet.

Set on, then, cautiously,—use not your swords,

Unless on strong compulsion; blood tells tales,

And I want no more feuds upon my hands.

Be of good cheer,—this is the house; I'll knock,

And summon forth the Count.

Oh, sir! what thanks

Can e'er repay this kindness?