Sam. I mean, an we be in choler, we’ll draw.
Gre. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o’ the collar.
Sam. I strike quickly, being mov’d.
Gre. But thou art not quickly mov’d to strike.
Sam. A dog of the house of Montague moves me.
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Draw thy tool; here comes two of the house of Montague.
Enter two other serving-men. (Abraham and Balthasar.)
Sam. My naked weapon is out. Quarrel, I will back thee.
Gre. How! turn thy back and run?