Benedick:
Do not you love me?
Beatrice:
Why no; no more than reason.
Benedick:
Why then your uncle, the Prince and Claudio have been deceived; they swore you did.
Beatrice:
Do not you love me?
Benedick:
Why no; no more than reason.
Beatrice:
Why then my cousin, Margaret and Ursula are much deceived, for they did swear you did.
Benedick:
They swore you were almost sick for me.
Beatrice:
They swore you were well-nigh dead for me.
Benedick:
'Tis no such matter. Then you do not love me?
Beatrice:
No, truly, but in friendly recompense.
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