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By Dromio here, who came in haste for it.
you might, But, surely, master, not a rag of mony.
E. Ant. Went'st thou to her for a purse of ducats?
E. Dro. God and the rope-maker do bear me witness, That I was sent for nothing but a rope.
Pincb. Mistress, both man and master are poffeft; I know it by their pale and deadly looks ; They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. E. Ant. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forch to
day, And why dost thou deny the bag of gold? Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.
E. Dro. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold, But I confess, Sir, that we were lock'd out.
Adr. Diffembling villain, thou speak'st false in both.
E. Ant. Diffembling harlot, thou art falle in all; And art confederate with a damned pack, To make a loathsome abject scorn of me: But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes, That would behold in me this shameful sport.
Enter three or four, and offer to bind him: be strives.
Adr. Oh, bind him, bind him, let him not come
near me. Pincb. More company ; - the fiend is strong within
bim. Luc. Ay me, poor man, how pale and wan he looks! E. Ant. What, will you murder me? thou jailor,
Off. Mafters; let him go:
Pinch. Go, bind this màn, for he is frantick too.
Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?
. He is my prisoner; if I let him go, The debt, he owes, will be requir'd of me.
Adr. I will discharge chee, ere I go from thee; Bear me forthwith unto his creditor,
(They bind Antipholis and Dromio.
E. Ant. Oh, most unhappy strumpet!
mad me? E. Dro. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, good master; cry, the devil.
Luc. God help, poor fouls, how idly do they talk ! Adr. Go bear him hence; fifter, stay you with me.
(Exeunt Pinch, Antipholis and Dromio. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?
Manent Officer, Adriana, Luciana, and Courtezan.
Ofi. One Angelo, a goldsmith; do you know him?
Cour. When as your husband all in rage to day
Come, jailor, bring me where the goldsmith is,
Enter Antipholis of Syracuse, with his rapier drawn,
and Dromio of Syracuse.
Adr. And come with naked swords;
[They run out.
Manent Antipholis and Dromio.
S. Ant. I see these witches are afraid of swords.
you. S. Ant. Come to the Centaur, fetch our stuff from
thence: I long, that we were safe and sound aboard.
S. Dro. Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm ; you saw, they spake us fair, gave us gold; methinks, they are such a gentle nation, that, but for the mountain of mad Aesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn witch.
S. Ant. I will not stay to night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our stuff aboadr. [Exeunt.
A CT V.
A Street, before a Priory.
Enter the Merchant, and Angelo.
AM sorry, Sir, that I have hinder'd you;
But, I proteit, he had the chain of me, Tho'most dishonestly he doth deny it.
Mer. How is the min efteem'd here in the city ?
Ang. Of very reverent reputation, Sir,
Mer. Speak softly : yonder, as I think, he walks.
Enter Antipholis and Dromio of Syracuse.
would put me to this shame and trouble ;
S. Ant. I think, I had; I never did deny it.
Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear
Fy on thee, wretch! 'tis pity, that thou liv'ft
S. Ant. Thou art a villain, to impeach me thus.
Enter Adriana, Luciana, Courtezan, and others.
[Exeunt to the Priory.
Enter Lady Abbess.
Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband hence;
Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits.
Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sower, sad,
Abb. Hath hę not loft much wealth by wreck at fea?