Chapter 11

           1stOutlaw:Stand,sir,andthrowusthatyouhaveaboutyou;

           Ifnot,we’llmakeyousit,andrifleyou.

           Speed:Sir,weareundone!thesearethevillains

           Thatallthetravellersdofearsomuch.

           Val:Myfriends,

           1stOut:That’snotso,sir,weareyourenemies.

           2dOut:Peace!we’llhearhim.

           3dOut:Ay,bymybeard,willwe;

           Forhe’saproperman.

           TwoGentlemenofVerona

           ThenocturnaladventuresofGurthwerenotyetconcluded;indeedhehimselfbecamepartlyofthatmind,when,afterpassingoneortwostragglinghouseswhichstoodintheoutskirtsofthevillage,hefoundhimselfinadeeplane,runningbetweentwobanksovergrownwithhazelandholly,whilehereandthereadwarfoakflungitsarmsaltogetheracrossthepath.Thelanewasmoreovermuchruttedandbrokenupbythecarriageswhichhadrecentlytransportedarticlesofvariouskindstothetournament;anditwasdark,forthebanksandbushesinterceptedthelightoftheharvestmoon.

           Fromthevillagewereheardthedistantsoundsofrevelry,mixedoccasionallywithloudlaughter,sometimesbrokenbyscreams,andsometimesbywildstrainsofdistantmusic.Allthesesounds,intimatingthedisorderlystateofthetown,crowdedwithmilitarynoblesandtheirdissoluteattendants,gaveGurthsomeuneasiness."TheJewesswasright,"hesaidtohimself.

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