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SCENE 1. The same. A room in a Senator's
Enter a Senator, with papers in his hand.
Sen. And late, five thousand to Varro; and to
By his heaven he means good advice; the only thing by which he could be saved.
Importune him for my moneys; be not ceas'do
Caph. I go, sir,
Sen. I go, sir?-take the bonds along with you, And have the dates in compt. Caph.
I will, sir. Sen.
The same. A hall in Timon's house.
Enter Flavius, with many bills in his hand. Flav. No care, no stop ! so senseless of expence, That he will ueither know how to maintain it, Nor cease his flow of riot: Takes no account How things go from him ; nor resumes no care
Of what is to continue; Never mind
Enter Caphis, and the Servants of Isidore and
Enter Timon, Alcibiades, and Lords, &c.
Tim. So soon as dinner's done, we'll forth again t, My Alcibiades. With me? What's your will ?
Caph. My lord, here is a note of certain dues.
Of Athens here, my lord.
Mine honest friend, I prythee, but repair to me next morning.
Caph. Nay, good my lord,
. Good even was the usual salutation from noon. ti. e. To hunting; in our author's time it was the custom to hunt as well after dinner as before.
Contain thyself, good friend. Var. Serv. One Varro's servant, my good lord, Isid. Seru.
From Isidore ; He humbly prays your speedy payment, Caph. If you did know, my lord, my master's
wants, Var. Sero. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six
weeks, And past,
Isid. Sero. Your steward puts me off, my lord; And I am sent expressly to your lordship.
Tim. Give me breath:-
[Exeunt Alcibiades and Lords. I'll wait upon you instantly.-Come hither, pray you
Please you, gentlemen,
Do so, my friends : See them well entertain'd.
(Exit Timon, Flav.
I pray, draw near.
Enter Apemantus and a Fool.
Caph. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with Ape mantus; let's have some sport with 'em.
Var. Sero. Hang bim, he'll abuse us.
Apem. No; 'tis to thyself,-Come away.
[To the Fool. Isid. Serv. (To Var. Serv.] There's the fool hangs on your back already.
Apem. No, thou stand'st single, thou art not on him yet.
Caph. Where's the fool now?
Apem. He last asked the question.--Poor rogues, and usurers' men ! bawds between gold and want!
All Sero. What are we, Apemantus?
Apem. That you ask me what you are, and do not know yourselves.Speak to 'em, fool.
Fool. How do you, gentlemen ?
All Sero. Gramercies, good fool : How does your mistress?
Fool. She's e'en setting on water to scald such chickens as you are. 'Would, we could see you at Corinth.
Apem. Good ! gramercy.
Enter Page. Fool. Look you, here comes my mistress' page.
Page. (To the Fool.] Why, how now, captain? what do you in this wise company?-How dost thou, Apemantus?
Apem. 'Would I bad a rod in my mouth, that I might answer thee profitably.
Page. Pr'ythee, Apemantus, read me the superscription of these letters; I know not which is which.
Apem. Canst not read?
Apem. There will be little learning die then, that day thou art hanged. This is to lord Timon ; this to Alcibiades. Go; thou wast born a bastard, and thou'lt die a bawd,
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