RICH. There it is.
GLO. Falls it so heavy? then my heart is light.
RICH. Thou'lt have a heavy heart before thou touch it.
Theft shrin'd in holy weeds, stand to't, y'are best.
GLO. And if I do not, seeing such a prey,
Let this be to me a disaster day.
RICH. Art thou content to breathe?
[Fight and part once or twice.
GLO. With all my heart.
Take half thy money, and we'll friendly part.
RICH. I will not cherish theft.
GLO. Then I defy thee.
[Fight again and breathe.