Read the words of King Claudius in Act IV of Hamlet.Come, Gertrude, we’ll call up our wisest friends; And let them know both what we mean to do, And what’s untimely done: so, haply, slander, Whose whisper o’er the world’s diameter, As level as the cannon to his blank Transports his poison’d shot, may miss our name, And hit the woundless air. O! come away;