CORNWALL.
I will have my revenge ere I depart his house.

    EDMUND.
How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature thus gives way to loyalty, something fears me to think of.

    CORNWALL.
I now perceive it was not altogether your brother’s evil disposition made him seek his death; but a provoking merit, set a-work by a reproveable badness in himself.

    EDMUND.
How malicious is my fortune, that I must repent to be just! This is the letter he spoke of, which approves him an intelligent party to the advantages of France. O heavens! that this treason were not—or not I the detector!

    CORNWALL.
Go with me to the duchess.

    EDMUND.
If the matter of this paper be certain, you have mighty business in hand.

    CORNWALL.
True or false, it hath made thee earl of Gloster. Seek out where thy father is, that he may be ready for our apprehension.

    EDMUND.
[Aside.] If I find him comforting the king, it will stuff his suspicion more fully.—I will persever in my course of loyalty, though the conflict be sore between that and my blood.

    CORNWALL.
I will lay trust upon thee; and thou shalt find a dearer father in my love.