Chapter 4 — ACT II

SCENE I. A hall in Leonato’s house.

Enter Leonato, Antonio, Hero, Beatrice and
others.

LEONATO.
Was not Count John here at supper?

ANTONIO.
I saw him not.

BEATRICE.
How tartly that gentleman looks! I never can see him but I am heart-burned an
hour after.

HERO.
He is of a very melancholy disposition.

BEATRICE.
He were an excellent man that were made just in the mid-way between him and
Benedick: the one is too like an image, and says nothing; and the other too
like my lady’s eldest son, evermore tattling.

LEONATO.
Then half Signior Benedick’s tongue in Count John’s mouth, and half
Count John’s melancholy in Signior Benedick’s face—

BEATRICE.
With a good leg and a good foot, uncle, and money enough in his purse, such a
man would win any woman in the world if a’ could get her good will.

LEONATO.
By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a husband, if thou be so shrewd of
thy tongue.