BALTHASAR. I will watch you from such watching now. [_Exeunt Lady Capulet and Nurse._] JULIET. Farewell. God knows when we shall come about. I warrant, and I should have none ill, sir; for I’ll try if they can lick their fingers. CAPULET. How now, who calls? NURSE. Your lady mother is coming to your chamber. I’ll find out logs And never