Duke.
These letters at fit time deliver me.
The Provost knows our purpose, and our plot:
The matter being afoot, keep your instruction,
And hold you ever to our special drift;
Tho' sometimes you do blench from this to that,
As cause doth minister: go, call at Flavius' house,
And tell him, where I stay; give the like notice
Unto Valentius, Rowland, and to Crassus,
And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate:
But send me Flavius first.

Peter.
It shall be speeded well. [Exit Friar. Enter Varrius.

Duke.
I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste:
Come, we will walk. There's other of our friends
Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. [Exeunt.

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