Vit. Look on me, and receive it.
Mal. Well, you know
My gentle nature, and take pride t'abuse it:
You see a trifle pleases me, we are friends;
This kiss, and this confirms it.
Cla. With my ruine.
Mal. I'll have this diamond, and this pearl.
Vit. They are yours.
Mal. But will you not, when you have what you came for,
Take them from me to morrow? 'tis a fashion
Your Lords of late have us'd.
Vit. But I'll not follow.
Cla. That any man at such a rate as this
Should pay for his repentance.
Vit. Shall we to bed now?
Mal. Instantly, Sweet; yet now I think on't better
There's something first that in a word or two
I must acquaint you with.