Mal. She has seen the king.
Gui. I thought she might. A trick upon me; well.
Mal. Passion o' both sides.
Gui. His, thou meanest.
Mal. On hers.
Down on her knees.
Gui. And up again; no matter.
Mal. Now all in tears, now smiling, sad at parting.
Gui. Dissembled, for she told me this before;
'Twas all put on, that I might hear and rave.
Mal. And so, to make sure work on't, by consent
Of Grillon, who is made their bawd,—
Gui. Away!