Mal. I will commend thee to the duke.
Bil. Do: let us be friends, man. 180
Mal. And knaves, man.
Bil. Right: let us prosper and purchase:[543] our lordships shall live, and our knavery be forgotten.
Mal. He that by any ways gets riches, his means never shames him.
Bil. True.
Mal. For impudency and faithlessness are the main stays to greatness.
Bil. By the Lord, thou art a profound lad.
Mal. By the Lord, thou art a perfect knave: out, ye ancient damnation! 191
Bil. Peace, peace! and thou wilt not be a friend to me as I am a knave, be not a knave to me as I am thy friend, and disclose me. Peace! cornets!