Leon.

How now, brother! Where is my cousin, your son? hath he provided this music?

Ant.

He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can tell you strange ^note news, that you yet dreamt not of.

Leon.

Are they good?

Ant.

As the event ^note stamps them: but they have a good cover; they show well outward. The prince and Count Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached alley in mine orchard ^note, were thus much ^note overheard by a man of mine: the prince discovered to Claudio that he loved my niece your daughter, and meant to acknowledge it this night in a dance; and if he found her accordant, he meant ^note to take the present time by the top, and instantly break with you of it.

Leon.

Hath the fellow any wit that told you this?

Ant.

A good sharp fellow: I will send for him; and question him yourself.

Leon.

No, no; we will hold it as a dream till it appear itself: but I will acquaint my daughter withal ^note, that she may be the better prepared for an ^note answer, if peradventure this be true. Go you and tell her of it. [Enter attendants ^note.] Cousins, you know what you have to do. O, I cry you mercy, friend; go you with me, and I will use your skill. Good cousin ^note, have a care this busy time.