Enter SIR DONCASTER, PRIOR.
DON. You were resolv'd to have him poisoned,
Or kill'd, or made away, you car'd not how:
What devil makes you doubtful now to do't?
PRIOR. Why, Doncaster, his kindness in our needs.
DON. A plague upon his kindness! let him die.
I never temper'd poison in my life,
But I employ'd it. By th'mass, and I lose this,
For ever look to lose my company.
PRIOR. But will you give it him?
DON. That cannot be.
The queen, Earl Chester, and Earl Salisbury,
If they once see me, I am a dead man:
Or did they hear my name, I'll lay my life,
They all would hunt me for my life.
PRIOR. What hast thou done to them?
DON. Faith, some odd toys,
That made me fly the south: but pass we them.
Here is the poison; will you give it Robin?
PRIOR. Now, by this gold, I will.
DON. Or, as I said,
For ever I'll defy your company.