Cun. How now Lady?
Nee. Let me come to him, and instead of love
Let me have revenge.
Witty. Pray you now, will you first examine, whether he
be guilty or no.
Nee. He cannot be excus'd,
How many Messengers (thou perjur'd man)
Hast thou return'd with Vows and Oaths, that thou
Wouldst follow, and never till this unhappy hour
Could I set eye of thee, since thy false eye
Drew my heart to it? oh I could tear thee now,
Instead of soft embraces, pray give me leave—
Witty. Faith this was ill done of you Sir, if you promis'd otherwise.
Clow. By this hand, never any Messenger came at me, since the first time I came into her company; that a man should be wrong'd thus!
Nee. Did not I send thee Scarfs and Diamonds?
And thou return'dst me Letters, one with a false heart in't.
Witty. Oh fie, to receive favours, return falshoods, and hold a Lady in hand—
Clow. Will you believe me, Sir? if ever I receiv'd Diamonds, or Scarf, or sent any Letter to her, would this sword might ne'er go through me.
Witty. Some bad Messengers have gone between you then.