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Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and the Courtezan, with
Pinch, and Others. Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming
yonder. Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end 3s; 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
what will demand.
pulse. Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this
man, To yield possession to my holy prayers, And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight; I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am not
mad. Adr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul! Ant. E. You minion you, are these your cus
Did this companion with a saffron face
shame! Ant. E. I din'd 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 lock'd up, and I shut
out? 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 36
Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence? Dro. E. In verity you did ;-my bones bear wit
ness, That since have felt the vigour of his 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 not thou 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
to-day, And why dost thou deny the bag of gold?
Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.
Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold; But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak’st false in
both. Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art false 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.
[Pinch and his Assistants bind Ant. and Dromio. Adr. O, bind him, bind him, let him not come
Pinch. More company;—the fiend is strong within
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.
Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?
Of He is my prisoner; if I let him go,
Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee:
Ant. E. O 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 bence.-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?
Say, how grows it due?
Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day Came to my house, and took away my ring, (The ring I saw upon bis finger now,) Straight after, did I meet him with a chain.
Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it:Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is, I long to know the truth hereof at large.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, with his rapier
drawn, and DROMIO of Syracuse. Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. Adr. And come with naked swords; let's call
more help, To have them bound again. Of.
Away, they'll kill us.
[Exeunt Officer, Adr, and Luc. Ant. S. I see, these witches are afraid of swords. Dro. S. She, that would be your wife, now ran
Ant. S. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff from
thence: I long, that we were safe and sound aboard.
Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will