Mask. Beatrix, while our principals are engaged, I hold it not for our honour to stand idle.
Beat. With all my heart: Please you let us draw off to some other ground.
Mask. I dare meet you on any spot, but one.
Wild. I think we shall do well to put it to an issue: this is the last time you shall ever be troubled with my addresses.
Jac. The favour had been greater to have spared this too.
Mask. Beatrix, let us dispatch; or they'll break off before us.
Beat. Break as fast as thou wilt; I am as brittle as thou art, for thy heart.
Wild. Because I will absolutely break off with you, I will keep nothing that belongs to you; therefore take back your picture, and your handkerchief.
Jac. I have nothing of yours to keep; therefore take back your liberal promises. Take them in imagination.
Wild. Not to be behindhand with you in your frumps, I give you back your purse of gold: Take you that—in imagination.