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- 1 Enter two of Varro’s Servants meeting Titus and Hortensius and then
- 2 Lucius, all Servants of Timon’s creditors, to wait for his coming out.
- 3 FIRST VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 4 Well met, good morrow, Titus and Hortensius.
- 5 TITUS.
- 6 The like to you, kind Varro.
- 7 HORTENSIUS.
- 8 Lucius!
- 9 What, do we meet together?
- 10 LUCIUS.
- 11 Ay, and I think
- 12 One business does command us all;
- 13 For mine is money.
- 14 TITUS.
- 15 So is theirs and ours.
- 16 Enter Philotus.
- 17 LUCIUS.
- 18 And, sir, Philotus too!
- 19 PHILOTUS.
- 20 Good day at once.
- 21 LUCIUS.
- 22 Welcome, good brother.
- 23 What do you think the hour?
- 24 PHILOTUS.
- 25 Labouring for nine.
- 26 LUCIUS.
- 27 So much?
- 28 PHILOTUS.
- 29 Is not my lord seen yet?
- 30 LUCIUS.
- 31 Not yet.
- 32 PHILOTUS.
- 33 I wonder on’t, he was wont to shine at seven.
- 34 LUCIUS.
- 35 Ay, but the days are waxed shorter with him.
- 36 You must consider that a prodigal course
- 37 Is like the sun’s, but not like his recoverable.
- 38 I fear ’tis deepest winter in Lord Timon’s purse:
- 39 That is, one may reach deep enough, and yet
- 40 Find little.
- 41 PHILOTUS.
- 42 I am of your fear for that.
- 43 TITUS.
- 44 I’ll show you how t’ observe a strange event.
- 45 Your lord sends now for money?
- 46 HORTENSIUS.
- 47 Most true, he does.
- 48 TITUS.
- 49 And he wears jewels now of Timon’s gift,
- 50 For which I wait for money.
- 51 HORTENSIUS.
- 52 It is against my heart.
- 53 LUCIUS.
- 54 Mark how strange it shows,
- 55 Timon in this should pay more than he owes,
- 56 And e’en as if your lord should wear rich jewels
- 57 And send for money for ’em.
- 58 HORTENSIUS.
- 59 I’m weary of this charge, the gods can witness.
- 60 I know my lord hath spent of Timon’s wealth,
- 61 And now ingratitude makes it worse than stealth.
- 62 FIRST VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 63 Yes, mine’s three thousand crowns. What’s yours?
- 64 LUCIUS.
- 65 Five thousand mine.
- 66 FIRST VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 67 ’Tis much deep, and it should seem by th’ sum
- 68 Your master’s confidence was above mine,
- 69 Else surely his had equalled.
- 70 Enter Flaminius.
- 71 TITUS.
- 72 One of Lord Timon’s men.
- 73 LUCIUS.
- 74 Flaminius? Sir, a word. Pray, is my lord ready to come forth?
- 75 FLAMINIUS.
- 76 No, indeed he is not.
- 77 TITUS.
- 78 We attend his lordship; pray, signify so much.
- 79 FLAMINIUS.
- 80 I need not tell him that, he knows you are too diligent.
- 81 [_Exit Flaminius._]
- 82 Enter Flavius in a cloak, muffled.
- 83 LUCIUS.
- 84 Ha, is not that his steward muffled so?
- 85 He goes away in a cloud. Call him, call him.
- 86 TITUS.
- 87 Do you hear, sir?
- 88 SECOND VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 89 By your leave, sir.
- 90 FLAVIUS.
- 91 What do you ask of me, my friend?
- 92 TITUS.
- 93 We wait for certain money here, sir.
- 94 FLAVIUS.
- 95 Ay,
- 96 If money were as certain as your waiting,
- 97 ’Twere sure enough.
- 98 Why then preferred you not your sums and bills
- 99 When your false masters eat of my lord’s meat?
- 100 Then they could smile and fawn upon his debts,
- 101 And take down th’ interest into their gluttonous maws.
- 102 You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up,
- 103 Let me pass quietly.
- 104 Believe’t, my lord and I have made an end,
- 105 I have no more to reckon, he to spend.
- 106 LUCIUS.
- 107 Ay, but this answer will not serve.
- 108 FLAVIUS.
- 109 If ’twill not serve, ’tis not so base as you,
- 110 For you serve knaves.
- 111 [_Exit._]
- 112 FIRST VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 113 How? What does his cashiered worship mutter?
- 114 SECOND VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 115 No matter what, he’s poor, and that’s revenge enough. Who can speak
- 116 broader than he that has no house to put his head in? Such may rail
- 117 against great buildings.
- 118 Enter Servilius.
- 119 TITUS.
- 120 O, here’s Servilius; now we shall know some answer.
- 121 SERVILIUS.
- 122 If I might beseech you, gentlemen, to repair some other hour, I should
- 123 derive much from’t. For take’t of my soul, my lord leans wondrously to
- 124 discontent. His comfortable temper has forsook him, he’s much out of
- 125 health and keeps his chamber.
- 126 LUCIUS.
- 127 Many do keep their chambers are not sick.
- 128 And if it be so far beyond his health,
- 129 Methinks he should the sooner pay his debts
- 130 And make a clear way to the gods.
- 131 SERVILIUS.
- 132 Good gods!
- 133 TITUS.
- 134 We cannot take this for answer, sir.
- 135 FLAMINIUS.
- 136 [_Within_.] Servilius, help! My lord, my lord!
- 137 Enter Timon in a rage.
- 138 TIMON.
- 139 What, are my doors opposed against my passage?
- 140 Have I been ever free, and must my house
- 141 Be my retentive enemy, my jail?
- 142 The place which I have feasted, does it now,
- 143 Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?
- 144 LUCIUS.
- 145 Put in now, Titus.
- 146 TITUS.
- 147 My lord, here is my bill.
- 148 LUCIUS.
- 149 Here’s mine.
- 150 HORTENSIUS.
- 151 And mine, my lord.
- 152 BOTH VARRO’S SERVANTS.
- 153 And ours, my lord.
- 154 PHILOTUS.
- 155 All our bills.
- 156 TIMON.
- 157 Knock me down with ’em! Cleave me to the girdle.
- 158 LUCIUS.
- 159 Alas, my lord—
- 160 TIMON.
- 161 Cut my heart in sums!
- 162 TITUS.
- 163 Mine, fifty talents.
- 164 TIMON.
- 165 Tell out my blood.
- 166 LUCIUS.
- 167 Five thousand crowns, my lord.
- 168 TIMON.
- 169 Five thousand drops pays that. What yours, and yours?
- 170 FIRST VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 171 My lord—
- 172 SECOND VARRO’S SERVANT.
- 173 My lord—
- 174 TIMON.
- 175 Tear me, take me, and the gods fall upon you!
- 176 [_Exit._]
- 177 HORTENSIUS.
- 178 Faith, I perceive our masters may throw their caps at their money.
- 179 These debts may well be called desperate ones, for a madman owes ’em.
- 180 [_Exeunt._]
- 181 Enter Timon and Flavius.
- 182 TIMON.
- 183 They have e’en put my breath from me, the slaves.
- 184 Creditors? Devils!
- 185 FLAVIUS.
- 186 My dear lord—
- 187 TIMON.
- 188 What if it should be so?
- 189 FLAVIUS.
- 190 My lord—
- 191 TIMON.
- 192 I’ll have it so.—My steward!
- 193 FLAVIUS.
- 194 Here, my lord.
- 195 TIMON.
- 196 So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again,
- 197 Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius, all.
- 198 I’ll once more feast the rascals.
- 199 FLAVIUS.
- 200 O my lord,
- 201 You only speak from your distracted soul;
- 202 There is not so much left to furnish out
- 203 A moderate table.
- 204 TIMON.
- 205 Be it not in thy care. Go,
- 206 I charge thee, invite them all. Let in the tide
- 207 Of knaves once more. My cook and I’ll provide.
- 208 [_Exeunt._]