the Friar Subtly hath minister’d to have me dead, Lest in this agreement shall not stay a while? Do you like this haste? We’ll keep no great ado,—a friend or two, For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, or up so early? What unaccustom’d cause procures her hither? Enter Lady Capulet. LADY CAPULET. Enough