Gril. When the Guise comes, remember your petition.—
Make way there for his eminence; give back.—
Your eminence comes late.
Enter two Cardinals, Counsellors, the Cardinal of Guise, Arch-bishop of Lyons, last the Guise.
Gui. Well, colonel, are we friends?
Gril. 'Faith, I think not.
Gril. No, for that gives a heart.
Gui. Yet we shall clasp in heaven.
Gril. By heaven, we shall not,
Unless it be with gripes.
Gui. True Grillon still.
Larch. My lord.