Good Doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer, 50 [Striking him. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, housed within this man, And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight : Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace! I am not mad. 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 dined at home; Where would you had remain'd until this time, Free from these slanders and this open shame! 60 Ant. E. Dined at home! Thou villain, what sayest thou? 71 Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. Dro. E. Certes, she did; the kitchen-vestal scorn'd you. Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence? Dro. E. In verity you did; my bones bear witness, That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Adr. Is't good to soothe him in these contraries? 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. 80 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 91 e! 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 received no gold; But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in both. To make a loathsome abject scorn of me: But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes 100 Enter three or four, and offer to bind him. He strives. I am thy prisoner: wilt thou suffer them Off. [They offer to bind Dro. E. Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer ? The debt he owes will be required of me. Off. He is my prisoner: if I let him go, 120 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. Home to my house. O most unhappy day! Ant. E. O most unhappy strumpet! Dro. E. Master, I am here entered in bond for 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!" 131 Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk ! Adr. Go bear him hence. Sister, go you with me. [Exeunt all but Adriana, Luciana, Officer and Courtezan.] Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? Off. One Angelo, a goldsmith: do you know him? Off. Two hundred ducats. Say, how grows 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. Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is: I long to know the truth hereof at large. 140 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. 150 [Exeunt all but Ant. S. and Dro S. Ant. S. I see these witches are afraid of swords. Dro. S. She that would be your wife now ran from you. 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. ACT V. SCENE I. A Street before a Priory. Enter Second 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. 160 [Exeunt. Sec. Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the city? Of credit infinite, highly beloved, Second to none that lives here in the city: Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse and DROMIO of Syracuse. 10 Ang. 'Tis so; and that self chain about his neck That you would put me to this shame and trouble; 20 This chain you had of me; can you deny it? Ant. S. I think I had; I never did deny it. Sec. Mer. Yes, that you did, sir, and forswore it too. Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it or forswear it? Sec. Mer. These ears of mine, thou know'st, did hear thee. Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou livest To walk where any honest men resort. Ant. S. Thou art a villain to impeach me thus: Sec. Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain. 30 [They draw. Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the Courtezan, and others. Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake! he is mad. Some get within him, take his sword away: Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house. Dro. S. Run, master, run; for God's sake, take a house! This is some priory. In, or we are spoil'd! [Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro. S. to the Priory Enter the Lady Abbess. Abb. Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you hither? Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband hence. Let us come in, that we may bind him fast And bear him home for his recovery. Ang. I knew he was not in his perfect wits. Sec. Mer. I am sorry now that I did draw on him. 40 Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad, Ne'er brake into extremity of rage. Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck of sea? A sin prevailing much in youthful men, Adr. To none of these, except it be the last; Abb. Adr. And in assemblies too. Adr. It was the copy of our conference : Still did I tell him it was vile and bad. Abb. And therefore came it that the man was mad : The venom clamours of a jealous woman Poisons more deadly than a mad dog's tooth. It seems his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing, And thereof comes it that his head is light. Thou say'st his meat was sauced with thy upbraidings : Thereof the raging fire of fever bred; And what's a fever but a fit of madness? Thou say'st his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls: 50 60 70 80 |