SCAR. Ha!
THOM. I'll hollow it
In thine ears, till thy soul quake to hear it,
That like a villain hast undone thy brothers.
SCAR. Would thou wert not so near me! yet, farewell.
THOM. By Nature and her laws make[419] us akin—
As near as are these hands, or sin to sin—
Draw and defend thyself, or I'll forget
Thou art a man.
SCAR. Would thou wert not my brother!
THOM. I disclaim thee[420].
SCAR. Are we not offspring of one parent, wretch?
THOM. I do forget it; pardon me the dead,
I should deny the pains you bid for me.
My blood grows hot for vengeance, thou hast spent
My life's revenues, that our parents purchas'd.
SCAR. O, do not rack me with remembrance on't.
THOM. Thou hast made my life a beggar in this world,
And I will make thee bankrupt of thy breath:
Thou hast been so bad, the best that I can give[421].
Thou art a devil: not with men to live.