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ACT III - SCENE IV. The same. A hall in Timon's house.
Varro's First Servant
1    Well met; good morrow, Titus and Hortensius.
TITUS
2    The like to you kind Varro.
HORTENSIUS
3    Lucius!
4    What, do we meet together?
Lucilius' Servant
5    Ay, and I think
6    One business does command us all; for mine Is money.
TITUS
7    So is theirs and ours.
Enter PHILOTUS

Lucilius' Servant
8    And Sir Philotus too!
PHILOTUS
9    Good day at once.
Lucilius' Servant
10   Welcome, good brother.
11   What do you think the hour?
PHILOTUS
12   Labouring for nine.
Lucilius' Servant
13   So much?
PHILOTUS
14   Is not my lord seen yet?
Lucilius' Servant
15   Not yet.
PHILOTUS
16   I wonder on't; he was wont to shine at seven.
Lucilius' Servant
17   Ay, but the days are wax'd shorter with him:
18   You must consider that a prodigal course
19   Is like the sun's; but not, like his, recoverable.
20   I fear 'tis deepest winter in Lord Timon's purse;
21   That is one may reach deep enough, and yet
22   Find little.
PHILOTUS
23   I am of your fear for that.
TITUS
24   I'll show you how to observe a strange event.
25   Your lord sends now for money.
HORTENSIUS
26   Most true, he does.
TITUS
27   And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift,
28   For which I wait for money.
HORTENSIUS
29   It is against my heart.
Lucilius' Servant
30   Mark, how strange it shows,
31   Timon in this should pay more than he owes:
32   And e'en as if your lord should wear rich jewels,
33   And send for money for 'em.
HORTENSIUS
34   I'm weary of this charge, the gods can witness:
35   I know my lord hath spent of Timon's wealth,
36   And now ingratitude makes it worse than stealth.
Varro's First Servant
37   Yes, mine's three thousand crowns: what's yours?
Lucilius' Servant
38   Five thousand mine.
Varro's First Servant
39   'Tis much deep: and it should seem by the sun,
40   Your master's confidence was above mine;
41   Else, surely, his had equall'd.
42   Enter FLAMINIUS.
TITUS
43   One of Lord Timon's men.
Lucilius' Servant
44   Flaminius! Sir, a word: pray, is my lord ready to
45   come forth?
FLAMINIUS
46   No, indeed, he is not.
TITUS
47   We attend his lordship; pray, signify so much.
FLAMINIUS
48   I need not tell him that; he knows you are too diligent.
Exit

Enter FLAVIUS in a cloak, muffled

Lucilius' Servant
49   Ha! is not that his steward muffled so?
50   He goes away in a cloud: call him, call him.
TITUS
51   Do you hear, sir?
Varro's Second Servant
52   By your leave, sir,--
FLAVIUS
53   What do ye ask of me, my friend?
TITUS
54   We wait for certain money here, sir.
FLAVIUS
55   Ay,
56   If money were as certain as your waiting,
57   'Twere sure enough.
58   Why then preferr'd you not your sums and bills,
59   When your false masters eat of my lord's meat?
60   Then they could smile and fawn upon his debts
61   And take down the interest into their
62   gluttonous maws.
63   You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up;
64   Let me pass quietly:
65   Believe 't, my lord and I have made an end;
66   I have no more to reckon, he to spend.
Lucilius' Servant
67   Ay, but this answer will not serve.
FLAVIUS
68   If 'twill not serve,'tis not so base as you;
69   For you serve knaves.
Exit

Varro's First Servant
70   How! what does his cashiered worship mutter?
Varro's Second Servant
71   No matter what; he's poor, and that's revenge
72   enough. Who can speak broader than he that has no
73   house to put his head in? such may rail against
74   great buildings.
Enter SERVILIUS

TITUS
75   O, here's Servilius; now we shall know some answer.
SERVILIUS
76   If I might beseech you, gentlemen, to repair some
77   other hour, I should derive much from't; for,
78   take't of my soul, my lord leans wondrously to
79   discontent: his comfortable temper has forsook him;
80   he's much out of health, and keeps his chamber.
Lucilius' Servant
81   Many do keep their chambers are not sick:
82   And, if it be so far beyond his health,
83   Methinks he should the sooner pay his debts,
84   And make a clear way to the gods.
SERVILIUS
85   Good gods!
TITUS
86   We cannot take this for answer, sir.
FLAMINIUS
Within
87    Servilius, help! My lord! my lord!
Enter TIMON, in a rage, FLAMINIUS following

TIMON
88   What, are my doors opposed against my passage?
89   Have I been ever free, and must my house
90   Be my retentive enemy, my gaol?
91   The place which I have feasted, does it now,
92   Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?
Lucilius' Servant
93   Put in now, Titus.
TITUS
94   My lord, here is my bill.
Lucilius' Servant
95   Here's mine.
HORTENSIUS
96   And mine, my lord.
Both Varro's Servants
97   And ours, my lord.
PHILOTUS
98   All our bills.
TIMON
99   Knock me down with 'em: cleave me to the girdle.
Lucilius' Servant
100  Alas, my lord,-
TIMON
101  Cut my heart in sums.
TITUS
102  Mine, fifty talents.
TIMON
103  Tell out my blood.
Lucilius' Servant
104  Five thousand crowns, my lord.
TIMON
105  Five thousand drops pays that.
106  What yours?--and yours?
Varro's First Servant
107  My lord,--
Varro's Second Servant
108  My lord,--
TIMON
109  Tear me, take me, and the gods fall upon you!
Exit

HORTENSIUS
110  'Faith, I perceive our masters may throw their caps
111  at their money: these debts may well be called
112  desperate ones, for a madman owes 'em.
Exeunt

Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS

TIMON
113  They have e'en put my breath from me, the slaves.
114  Creditors? devils!
FLAVIUS
115  My dear lord,--
TIMON
116  What if it should be so?
FLAVIUS
117  My lord,--
TIMON
118  I'll have it so. My steward!
FLAVIUS
119  Here, my lord.
TIMON
120  So fitly? Go, bid all my friends again,
121  Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius:
122  All, sirrah, all:
123  I'll once more feast the rascals.
FLAVIUS
124  O my lord,
125  You only speak from your distracted soul;
126  There is not so much left, to furnish out
127  A moderate table.
TIMON
128  Be't not in thy care; go,
129  I charge thee, invite them all: let in the tide
130  Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.
Exeunt

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Scene Index
ACT I
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II


  • ACT II
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II


  • ACT III
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II
  • SCENE III
  • SCENE IV
  • SCENE V
  • SCENE VI


  • ACT IV
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II
  • SCENE III


  • ACT V
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II
  • SCENE III
  • SCENE IV

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