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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-vestalo
scorn'd you. 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 sooth 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 me. 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 wit
ness, That I was sent for nothing but a rope! Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is pos
7 Perdy,] A corruption of the common French oath-Pardieu. Chaucer's personages are frequent in their use of it. 8 Certes,] i. e. certainly.
kitchen-vestal -] Her charge being like that of the vestal virgins, to keep the fire burning. JOHNSON.
I know it by their pale and deadly looks:
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 me in this shameful sport.
[Pinch and his Assistants bind Ant. E. and
DRO. E. 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
Pinch. Go, bind this man, for he is frantick too.
Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer? Hast thou delight to see a wretched man Do outrage and displeasure to himself?
Off. He is my prisoner; if I let him go, The debt he owes, will be requir'd of me.
Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee: Bear me forthwith unto his creditor,
And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it.
Ant. E. O most unhappy strumpet!!
you. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost
thou 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
[Exeunt Pinch and Assistants, with Ant. E.
and Dro. E. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? Off. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do
him? Adr. I know the man: What is the sum he
owes Off. Two hundred ducats. Adr.
it due? Off. Due for a chain, your husband had of him. Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it
not. Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day Came to my house, and took away my ring, (The ring I saw upon his 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.
unhappy strumpet !] Unhappy is here used in one of the senses of unlucky ; i. e. mischievous. ŠTEEVENS.
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. Off:
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 surely do us no harm; you saw, they speak us fair, give us gold: methinks, they are such a gentle nation, that but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn witch.
Ant. S. I will not stay to-night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard.
our stuff - ) i. e. our baggage. In the orders that were issued for the Royal Progresses in the last century, the king's baggage was always thus denominated. MALONE.
SCENE I. The same.
Enter Merchant and Angelo. Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd
you; But, I protest, he had the chain of me, Though most dishonestly he doth deny it.
Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the city?
Ang. Of very reverent reputation, sir,
Mer. Speak softly: yonder, as I think, he walks.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS, and DROMIO of Syracuse. Ang. 'Tis so; and that self chain about his neck, Which he forswore, most monstrously, to have. Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him.Signior Antipholus, I wonder much That you
would put me to this shame and trouble;
Ant. S. I think, I had; I never did deny it.