Duke. Take him aside. Signior Claridiana, what weapon had you for this bloody act? What dart used death?
Cla. My lord, I brain’d him with a [c]leaver my neighbour lent me, and he stood by and cried, “Strike home, old boy.” 71
Duke. With several instruments. Bring them face to face.
With what kill’d you our nephew?
Rog. With a rapier, liege.
Cla. ’Tis a lie;
I kill’d him with a [c]leaver, and thou stood’st by.
Rog. Dost think to save me and hang thyself? No, I scorn it; is this the trick thou said’st thou had’st? I kill’d him, duke.
He only gave consent: ’twas I that did it. 80
Cla. Thou hast always been cross to me, and wilt be to my death. Have I taken all this pains to bring thee to hanging, and dost thou slip now?
Rog. We shall never agree in a tale till we come to the gallows, then we shall jump.
Cla. I’ll show you a cross-point, if you cross me thus, when thou shalt not see it.
Rog. I’ll make a wry mouth at that, or it shall cost me a fall. ’Tis thy pride to be hang’d alone, because thou scorn’st my company; but it shall be known I am as good a man as thyself, and in these actions will keep company with thy betters, Jew. 92