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It is so.
I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting.
Enter CAPHIS, and the Servants of ISIDORB and VARRO.
Caph. Good even, Varro. What!
Is 't not your business too?
I fear it.
Enter TIMON, ALCIBIADES, and Lords, fc.
With me! what is your will?
Of Athens here, my lord.
Caph. Please it your lordship, he hath put me off
and humbly prays you,
Mine honest friend,
Caph. Nay, good my lord,
Contain thyself, good friend.
From Isidore : He humbly prays your speedy payment,
Caph. If you did know, my lord, my master's wants,
To call upon
Isid. Serv. Your steward puts me off, myl
y 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.
[Exit Timon. Flav.
Pray, draw near. [Exit FLAVIUS.
Enter APEMANTUS and a Fool. Caph. Stay, stay; here comes the fool with Apemantus : let's have some sport with 'em.
Var. Serv. Hang him, he 'll abuse us.
[To the Fool. Isid. Serv. (To VAR. Serv.] There 's the fool hangs on your back already.
Apem. No, thou stand'st single; thou 'rt not on him yet.
Apem. `He last asked the question. Poor rogues, and usurers' men; bawds between gold and want.
All Serv. 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 Serv. 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.
Page. [To the Fool.] Why, how now, captain! what do you in this wise company? - How dost thou, Apemantus?
Apem. Would I had 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. Capst not read?
Apem. There will little learning die, then, that day thou art hanged. This is to lord l'imon; this to Alcibiades. Go: thou wast born a bastard, and thou ’lt die a bawd.
Page. Thou wast whelped a dog; and thou shalt famish, a dog's death. Answer not; I am gone.
[Exit Page. Apem. Even so thou out-run'st grace. Fool, I will go with you to lord Timon's.
Fool. Will you leave me there?
Apem. If Timon stay at home. You three serve three usurers ?
AU Serv. I would they served us!
Apem. So would I, as good a trick as ever hangman served thief.
Fool. Are you three usurers' men ?
Fool. I think, no usurer but has a fool to his servant: my mistress is one, and I am her fool. When men come to borrow of your masters, they approach sadly, and go away merry; but they enter my mistress' house merrily, and go away sadly. The reason of this?
Var. Serv. I could render one.
Apem. Do it, then, that we may account thee a whoremaster, and a knave; which notwithstanding, thou shalt be no less esteemed.
Var. Serv. What is a whoremaster, fool?
Fool. A fool in good clothes, and something like thee. 'Tis a spirit: sometime it appears like a lord; sometime like a lawyer; sometime like a philosopher, with two stones more than his artificial one. He is very often like a knight; and generally in all shapes, that man goes up and down in from fourscore to thirteen, this spirit walks in.
Var. Serv. Thou art not altogether a fool.
Fool. Nor thou altogether a wise man: as much foolery as I have, so much wit thou lackest.
Apem. That answer might have become Apemantus.
Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS.
Fool. I do not always follow lover, elder brother, and woman; sometime, the philosopher.
[Exeunt APEMANTUS and Fool. Flav. Pray you, walk near: I'll speak with you anon.
You would not hear me,
0, my good lord! At many times I brought in my accounts,
Laid them before you: you would throw them off,
Let all my land be sold.
Tim. To Lacedæmon did my land extend.
Flav. O, my good lord! the world is but a word;
You tell me true.
Pr’ythee, no more.