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 And know'st thou what it is which we must do? That Illo's drunken mood betrayed it to thee. Bethink thyself—what hast thou heard, what seen? The counterfeited paper—the omission Of that particular clause, so full of meaning, Does it not prove that they would bind us down To nothing good?

That counterfeited paper Appears to me no other than a trick Of Illo's own device. These underhand Traders in great men's interests ever use To urge and hurry all things to the extreme. They see the Duke at variance with the Court, And fondly think to serve him, when they widen The breach irreparably. Trust me, father, The Duke knows nothing of all this.

It grieves me That I must dash to earth, that I must shatter A faith so specious; but I may not spare thee! For this is not a time for tenderness. Thou must take measur'd, speedy ones—must act. I therefore will confess to thee, that all Which I've intrusted to thee now—that all Which seems to thee so unbelievable, That—yes, I will tell thee—(a pause)—Max.! I had it all From his own mouth—from the Duke's mouth I had it. Rh