Comedy Of Errors

ANGELO


Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the chain:
Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman,
And I, to blame, have held him here too long.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
OF EPHESUS


Good Lord! you use this dalliance to excuse
Your breach of promise to the Porpentine.
I should have chid you for not bringing it,
But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.
 
Second Merchant


The hour steals on; I pray you, sir, dispatch.
 
ANGELO


You hear how he importunes me;--the chain!
ANTIPHOLUS
 
OF EPHESUS


Why, give it to my wife and fetch your money.
 
ANGELO


Come, come, you know I gave it you even now.
Either send the chain or send me by some token.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
OF EPHESUS


Fie, now you run this humour out of breath,
where's the chain? I pray you, let me see it.
 
Second Merchant


My business cannot brook this dalliance.
Good sir, say whether you'll answer me or no:
If not, I'll leave him to the officer.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
ANGELO


The money that you owe me for the chain.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
ANGELO


You know I gave it you half an hour since.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
OF EPHESUS


You gave me none: you wrong me much to say so.
 
ANGELO


You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:
Consider how it stands upon my credit.
 
Second Merchant


Well, officer, arrest him at my suit.
 
Officer


I do; and charge you in the duke's name to obey me.
 
ANGELO


This touches me in reputation.
Either consent to pay this sum for me
Or I attach you by this officer.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
OF EPHESUS


Consent to pay thee that I never had!
Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou darest.
 
ANGELO


Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer,
I would not spare my brother in this case,
If he should scorn me so apparently.
 
Officer


I do arrest you, sir: you hear the suit.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
OF EPHESUS


I do obey thee till I give thee bail.
But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear
As all the metal in your shop will answer.
 
ANGELO


Sir, sir, I will have law in Ephesus,
To your notorious shame; I doubt it not.

Enter DROMIO of Syracuse, from the bay
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE


Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum
That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir,
I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought
The oil, the balsamum and aqua-vitae.
The ship is in her trim; the merry wind
Blows fair from land: they stay for nought at all
But for their owner, master, and yourself.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
OF EPHESUS


How now! a madman! Why, thou peevish sheep,
What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE


A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage.
ANTIPHOLUS
 
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