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Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,
Enter Dromio of Ephesus.
Here comes the almanack of my true date.—
The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit;
Ant. S. Stop in your wind, sir; tell me this, I pray;
Where have you left the money that I gave you? Dro. E. O,-six-pence, that I had o'Wednesday
Ant. S. I am not in a sportive humour now:
Dro E. I pray you, jest, sir, as you sit at dinner: I from my mistress come to you in post;
If I return, I shall be post indeed;
For she will score your fault upon my pate.
Methinks, your maw, like mine, should be your clock, And strike you
home without a messenger.
Ant. S. Come, Dromio, come, these jests are out of season;
Reserve them till a merrier hour than this:
And tell me, how thou hast dispos'd thy charge. Dro. E. My charge was but to fetch you from the mart
Home to your house, the Phoenix, sir, to dinner; My mistress, and her sister, stay for you.
Ant. S. Now, as I am a christian, answer me, In what safe place you have bestow'd my money; Or I shall break that merry sconce of yours, That stands on tricks when I am undispos'd: Where is the thousand marks thou hadst of me?
Dro. E. I have some marks of yours upon my pate,
Some of my mistress' marks upon my shoulders,
Ant. S. Thy mistress' marks! what mistress, slave, hast thou?
Dro. E. Your worship's wife, my mistress at the Phoenix;
She that doth fast, till you come home to dinner, And prays, that you will hie you home to dinner. Ant. S. What, wilt thou flout me thus unto my face,
Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave. Dro. E. What mean you, sir? for God's sake, hold your hands;
Nay, an you will not, sir, I'll take my heels.
If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner.
ACT II. SCENE I.
A PUBLICK PLACE.
Enter Adriana and Luciana.
Adr. Neither my husband, nor the slave return'd, That in such haste I sent to seek his master! Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock.
Luc. Perhaps, some merchant hath invited him, And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner. Good sister, let us dine, and never fret:
A man is master of his liberty:
Time is their master; and, when they see time,
Adr. Why should their liberty than ours be more?
Adr. This servitude makes you to keep unwed.
Luc. Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey.
Luc. Till he come home again, I would forbear.
They can be meek, that have no other cause.
Luc. Well I will marry one day, but to try;Here comes your man, now is your husband nigh.
Enter Dromio of Ephesus.
Adr. Say, is your tardy master now at hand? Dro. E. Nay, he is at two hands with me, and my two ears can witness.
Adr. Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st thou his mind?
Dro. E. Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear: Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it.
Luc. Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?