A Room in Angelo's House.
 Enter ANGELO and ESCALUS.

Escalus	Every letter he hath writ hath disvouched other.

Angelo	In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions show much 
	like to madness; pray heaven his wisdom be not tainted. And 
	why meet him at the gates, and redeliver our authorities 
	there?

Escalus	I guess not.

Angelo	And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his 
	entering, that if any crave redress of injustice, they 
	should exhibit their petitions in the street?

Escalus	He shows his reason for that: to have a dispatch of 
	complaints, and to deliver us from devices hereafter, which 
	shall then have no power to stand against us.

Angelo	Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaimed.
	Betimes i'th' morn I'll call you at your house.
	Give notice to such men of sort and suit
	As are to meet him.

Escalus						I shall, sir. Fare you well.

Angelo	Good night.
													[Exit ESCALUS.
	This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant
	And dull to all proceedings. A deflowered maid!
	And by an eminent body that enforced
	The law against it! But that her tender shame
	Will not proclaim against her maiden loss,
	How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares her no,
	For my authority bears so credent bulk
	That no particular scandal once can touch
	But it confounds the breather. He should have lived,
	Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous sense,
	Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge
	By so receiving a dishonoured life
	With ransom of such shame. Would yet he had lived.
	Alack, when once our grace we have forgot,
	Nothing goes right; we would, and we would not.
													[Exit.
