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Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis’d;
Dro. S. Some devils ask but the parings of one's nail, a rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, a nut, a cherry-stone; but she, more covetous, would have a chain. Master, be wise; and if you give it her, the devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it.
Cour. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain; I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so.
Ant. S. Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let
(Exeunt Ant, and Dro.
SCENE IV. The same.
Antipholus of Ephesus.
And will not lightly trust the messenger.
Enter Dromio of Ephesus with a rope's end. Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money.
sir! have you that I sent you for ? Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them
all, Ant. E. But where's the money? Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope. Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope ? Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate. Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home?
Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir; and to that end am I return'd. Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome you.
[Beating him. Off. Good sir, be patient. Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in
adversity. Off. Good now, hold thy tongue. Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands. Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain !
Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I might not feel your blows.
Ant. &. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and so is an ass.
Dro. E. I am an ass indeed; you may prove it by my long ears. I have served him from the hour of my nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his hands for my service, but blows. When I am cold, he heats me with beating; when I am warm, he cools me with beating; I am waked with it, when I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven out of doors with it, when I go from home; welcomed home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as á beggar wont her brat; and, I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from door to door.
Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the Courtezan, Pinch,
and others. Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder.
Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Beware the rope's end. Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ?
[Beats him. Cour. How say you now? is not your husband mad?
Adr. His incivility confirms no less.-
Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks !
Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your pulse.
Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear.
Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am not mad.
Ant. E. You minion, you, are these your customers ? Did this companion with the saffron face Revel and feast it at my house to-day, Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut, And I denied to enter in my house?
Adr. O husband, God doth know you dind at home, Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, Free from these slanders and this
shame! Ant. E. Dined at home! Thou villain, what say'st
thou? Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at
home. Ant. E. Were not my doors locked up, and I shut
Dro. E. Perdy, your doors were lock'd, and you
shut out. Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there? Dro. E. Sans fable, she herself revil'd you there. Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, and
scorn me? Dro. E. Certes, she did; the kitchen-vestal scorn'd
you. Ant. E. And did I not in rage depart from thence? Dro. E. In verity you did; my bones bear witness, That since have felt the vigour of his12 rage.
Adr. Is’t good to soothe him in these contraries ?
Pinch. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy.
Ant. E. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to arrest
Adr. Alas! I sent you money to redeem you, By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Dro. E. Money by me? heart and good-will you
might, But, surely, master, not a rag of money. Ant. E. Went'st thou not to her for a purse of
ducats? Adr. He came to me, and I deliver'd it. Luc. And I am witness with her, that she did.
Dro. E. God and the rope-maker, bear me witness, That I was sent for nothing but a rope !
Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is possess’d; I know it by their pale and deadly looks. They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. Ant. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth
Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.
both. Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all;
And art confederate with a damned pack,
him. Luc. Ah me, poor man, how pale and wan he looks! Ant. E. What, will you murder me? Thou gaoler,
Masters, let him go;
Pinch. Go, bind this man, for he is frantic too.
Of. He is my prisoner; if I let him go,
Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee.
Ant. E. Oh, most unhappy strumpet !
mad me? Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing ? be mad, good master; cry, the devil .
Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk ! Adr. Go bear him hence.—Sister, go you with me.
[Exeunt Pinch and Assistants with Ant. and DRO. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at ?
Off. One Angelo, a goldsmith; do you know him?