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<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal">ACT III SCENE I Milan. The Duke's Palace <br>[Enter DUKE, THURIO, and PROTEUS]<br>DUKESir Thurio, give us leave, I pray, awhile;<br>We have some secrets to confer about.<br>[Exit THURIO]<br>Now, tell me, Proteus, what's your will with me?<br>PROTEUSMy gracious lord, that which I would discover<br>The law of friendship bids me to conceal;5<br>But when I call to mind your gracious favours<br>Done to me, undeserving as I am,<br>My duty pricks me on to utter that<br>Which else no worldly good should draw from me.<br>Know, worthy prince, Sir Valentine, my friend,10<br>This night intends to steal away your daughter:<br>Myself am one made privy to the plot.<br>I know you have determined to bestow her<br>On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates;<br>And should she thus be stol'n away from you,15<br>It would be much vexati...