First Murderer Why, then he will say we stabbed him sleeping.
Second Murderer The urging of that word 'judgment' hath bred a kind
of remorse in me.
First Murderer What, art thou afraid?
Second Murderer Not to kill him, having a warrant for it; but to be
damned for killing him, from which no warrant can defend us.
First Murderer I thought thou hadst been resolute.
Second Murderer So I am, to let him live.
First Murderer Back to the Duke of Gloucester, tell him so.
Second Murderer I pray thee, stay a while: I hope my holy humour
will change; 'twas wont to hold me but while one
would tell 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 is done.
Second Murderer 'Zounds, he dies: I had forgot the reward.
First Murderer Where is thy conscience now?
Second Murderer In the Duke of Gloucester's purse.
First Murderer So when he opens his purse to give us our reward,
thy conscience flies out.
Second Murderer Let it go; there's few or none will entertain it.
First Murderer How if it come to thee again?
Second Murderer I'll not meddle with it: it is a dangerous thing: it
makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal, but it
accuseth him; he cannot swear, but it cheques him;
he cannot lie with his neighbour's wife, but it
detects him: 'tis a blushing shamefast spirit that
mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of
obstacles: it made me once restore a purse of gold
that I found; it beggars any man that keeps it: it
is turned out of all towns and cities for a
dangerous thing; and every man that means to live
well endeavours to trust to himself and to live
without it.
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