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Tit. One of Lord Timon’s men.

Luc. Flaminius / Sir, a word : pray, is my Lord Ready to come forth

Flam. No, indeed, he is not.

Tit. We attend his Lordship; pray, signify so much.

Flam. I need not tell him that, he knows you are too diligent.

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Cap. My Lord Tim. Here tear me, take me, and the gods fall on you. [Exit.

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