Mal. Hate then the traitor, but yet love the treason.
Gril. Why, are you not a villain?
Mal. 'Tis confessed.
Gril. Then, in the name of all thy brother-devils,
What wouldst thou have with me?
Mal. I know you're honest;
Therefore it is my business to disturb you.
053 Gril. 'Fore God, I'll beat thee, if thou urge me farther.
Mal. Why, though you should, yet, if you hear me after,
The pleasure I shall take in your vexation,
Will heal my bruises.
Gril. Wert thou definite rogue,
I'faith, I think, that I should give thee hearing;
But such a boundless villainy as thine
Admits no patience.
Mal. Your niece is come to court,
And yields her honour to our Henry's bed.
Gril. Thou liest, damned villain.[Strikes him.