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Section 946
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1Pisa.
2My Lord,
3Now feare is from me, Ile speake troth. Lord Cloten
4Vpon my Ladies missing, came to me
5With his Sword drawne, foam'd at the mouth, and swore
6If I discouer'd not which way she was gone,
7It was my instant death. By accident,
8I had a feigned Letter of my Masters