Wal. Respect!
He has made the living! First to him that’s gone,
Say “Peace!”—and then with decency to revels!
Gay. What means the knave by revels?
Wal. Knave?
Gay. Ay, knave!
Wal. Go to! Thou’rt flushed with wine!
Gay. Thou sayest false!
Though didst thou need a proof thou speakest true,
I’d give thee one. Thou seest but one lord here,
And I see two!
Wal. Reflect’st thou on my shape?
Thou art a villain!
Gay. [Starting up.] Ha!
Wal. A coward, too!
Draw!
[Drawing his sword.]