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''2. Mur''. Why, he shall never wake until the

great judgment day.

1. Mur. Why, then he'll say we stabbed

him sleeping.

2. Mur. The urging of that word 'judg-

ment' hath bred a kind of remorse in

me.

1. Mur. What! art thou afraid?

2. Mur. Not to kill him, having a warrant, but

to be damn'd for killing him, from the which no

warrant can defend me.

1. Mur. I thought thou hadst been reso-

jute.

2. Mur. So I am, to let him live.

1. Mur. I'll back to the Duke of Gloucester,

and tell him so.

2. Mur. Nay, I prithee, stay a little: I hope

this passionate humour of mine will change; it

was wont to hold me but while one tells twenty.

1. Mur. How dost thou feel thyself

now?

2. Mur. Some certain dregs of conscience are

yet within me.

1. Mur. Remember our reward when the deed's

done.

2. Mur. Come, he dies: I had forgot the re-

ward.

1. Mur. Where's thy conscience now?

2. Mur. O, in the Duke of Gloucester's purse.

1. Mur. When he opens his purse to give us

our reward, thy conscience flies out.

2. Mur. 'Tis no matter; let it go: there's few

or none will entertain it.

 109 remorse: scruple

121 humour: mood

122 tells: counts

