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REGAN
Why not, my Lord? If then they chanc’d to slack ye
We could control them. If you will come to me,
For now I spy a danger, I entreat you [245]
To bring but five-and-twenty; to no more
Will I give place or notice.
LEAR
I gave you all −
REGAN
And in good time you gave it.
LEAR
Made you my guardians, my depositaries,
But kept a reservation to be follow’d [250]
With such a number. What! must I come to you
With five-and-twenty? Regan, said you so?
REGAN
And speak’t again, my Lord: no more with me.
LEAR
Those wicked creatures yet do look well-favour’d
When others are more wicked; not being the worst [255]
Stands in some rank of praise. (To Goneril.) I’ll go with thee:
Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty,
And thou art twice her love.
GONERIL
Hear me, my Lord.
What need you five-and-twenty, ten, or five,
To follow in a house where twice so many [260]
Have a command to tend you?
REGAN
What need one?
