Gon.

Did my father strike my gentleman for chiding of his fool?

Osw. ^note

Yes ^note, madam.

Gon.
By day and night ^note he wrongs me; every hour
He flashes into one gross crime or other, ^note
That sets us all at odds: I'll not endure it:
His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids ^note us
On every trifle. When ^note he returns from hunting,
I will not speak with him; say I am sick:
If you come slack of former services,

You shall do well; the fault of it I'll answer.

Osw.
He's coming, madam; I hear him. [Horns within. ^note

Gon.
Put on what weary ^note negligence you please,
You and your fellows ^note; I'ld have it come to ^note question:
If he distaste ^note it, let him to our ^note sister,
Whose mind and mine, I know, in that are one, ^note
Not to be over-ruled. Idle old man,
That still would manage those authorities
That he hath given away! Now, by my life,
Old fools ^note are babes again, and must be used
With checks as flatteries, when they are seen abused ^note. ^{note note}
Remember what I tell you ^note.

Osw.
Very well ^note, madam.

Gon.
And let his knights have colder looks among you;
What grows of it, no matter; advise ^note your fellows so: ^note
I would breed from hence occasions, and I shall,
That I may speak: ^note I'll write straight to my sister,
To hold my very ^note course. Prepare ^note for dinner ^note. ^note [Exeunt. ^note

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