Gon.
Sister, it is not little I've to say,
Of what most nearly appertains to us both.
I think, our father will go hence to night.

Reg.

That's certain, and with you; next month with us.

Gon.

You see how full of changes his age is, the observation we have made of it hath not been little; he always lov'd our sister most, and with what poor judgment he hath now cast her off, appears too grossly.

Reg.

'Tis the infirmity of his age; yet he hath ever but slenderly known himself.

Gon.

The best and soundest of his time hath been but rash; then must we look, from his age, to receive not alone the imperfections of long-engrafted

condition, but therewithal the unruly waywardness, that infirm and cholerick years bring with them.

Reg.

Such unconstant starts are we like to have from him, as this of Kent's banishment.

Gon.

There is further compliment of leave-taking between France and him. Pray you, ^{4 note}let us hit together. If our father carry authority with such disposition as he bears, this last surrender of his will but offend us.

Reg.

We shall further think of it.

Gon.

We must do something, and i' th' heat.