ANTIPHOLUS
OF EPHESUS Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth to-day?
And why dost thou deny the bag of gold?
ADRIANA I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.
DROMIO OF EPHESUS And, gentle master, I received no gold;
But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out.
ADRIANA Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in both.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF EPHESUS Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all;
And art confederate with a damned pack
To make a loathsome abject scorn of me:
But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes
That would behold in me this shameful sport.
[Enter three or four, and offer to bind him.
He strives]
ADRIANA O, bind him, bind him! let him not come near me.
PINCH More company! The fiend is strong within him.
LUCIANA Ay me, poor man, how pale and wan he looks!
ANTIPHOLUS
OF EPHESUS What, will you murder me? Thou gaoler, thou,
I am thy prisoner: wilt thou suffer them
To make a rescue?
Officer Masters, let him go
He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him.
PINCH Go bind this man, for he is frantic too.
[They offer to bind Dromio of Ephesus]
ADRIANA What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?
Hast thou delight to see a wretched man
Do outrage and displeasure to himself?
Officer He is my prisoner: if I let him go,
The debt he owes will be required of me.
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