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SPEED
No, not so much as 'Take this for thy pains.' To testify your bounty, I thank you, you have testerned me; in
requital whereof, henceforth carry your letters yourself: and so, sir, I'll commend you to my master. PROTEUS
Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wreck, Which cannot perish having thee aboard, Being destined
to a drier death on shore.
Exit SPEED
I must go send some better messenger: I fear my Julia would not deign my lines, Receiving them from
such a worthless post.
Exit
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