Thy wound is but a scratch.
Eth.A scratch, forsooth!
The devil’s nails could hardly scratch so deep.
Dar. He says—I don’t believe him—but he says
That thou hast magnified its character,
Because thou fearest to renew the fight.
He says thou art a coward!
Eth. (furiously).By my blood,
He shall atone for that! Did he say this
To thee?