SECOND MURDERER.
So I am—to let him live.
FIRST MURDERER.
I’ll back to the Duke of Gloucester and tell him so.
SECOND MURDERER.
Nay, I prithee stay a little. I hope this passionate humour will change. It was wont to hold me but while one tells twenty.
FIRST MURDERER.
How dost thou feel thyself now?
SECOND MURDERER.
Faith, some certain dregs of conscience are yet within me.
FIRST MURDERER.
Remember our reward, when the deed’s done.
SECOND MURDERER.
Zounds, he dies! I had forgot the reward.
FIRST MURDERER.
Where’s thy conscience now?
SECOND MURDERER.
O, in the Duke of Gloucester’s purse.
FIRST MURDERER.
So, when he opens his purse to give us our reward, thy conscience flies out.