Bas. Why, what is he? as good a man as York.
[♦] Ver. Hark ye; not so: in witness, take ye that. [Strikes him.
[♦] Bas. Villain, thou know’st the law of arms is such
[♦] That whoso draws a sword, ’tis present death,
40 Or else this blow should broach thy dearest blood.
But I’ll unto his majesty, and crave
I may have liberty to venge this wrong;
When thou shalt see I’ll meet thee to thy cost.
Ver. Well, miscreant, I’ll be there as soon as you;
45 And, after, meet you sooner than you would. [Exeunt.