Ant. What's now your grief, Demetrius?
Dem. Did he not beat us twice?
Leo. He beat, a Pudding; Beat us but once.
Dem. H'as beat me twice, and beat me to a Coward. Beat me to nothing.
Lieu. Is not the Devil in him?
Leo. I pray it be no worse.
Dem. Twice conquer'd me.
Leo. Bear witness all the world, I am a Dunce here.
Dem. With valour first he struck me, then with honour, That stroak Leontius, that stroak, dost thou not feel it?
Leo. Whereabouts was it? for I remember nothing yet.