ACT V.
SCENE 1. The same.
(continued)
MERCHANT.
Besides, I will be sworn these ears of mine
Heard you confess you had the chain of him,
After you first forswore it on the mart,
And thereupon I drew my sword on you;
And then you fled into this abbey here,
From whence, I think, you are come by miracle.
ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS.
I never came within these abbey walls,
Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me:
I never saw the chain, so help me heaven!
And this is false you burden me withal.
DUKE.
What an intricate impeach is this!
I think you all have drunk of Circe's cup.
If here you hous'd him, here he would have been:
If he were mad, he would not plead so coldly:--
You say he din'd at home: the goldsmith here
Denies that saying:--Sirrah, what say you?
DROMIO OF EPHESUS.
Sir, he dined with her there, at the Porcupine.
COURTEZAN.
He did; and from my finger snatch'd that ring.
ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS.
'Tis true, my liege; this ring I had of her.
DUKE.
Saw'st thou him enter at the abbey here?
COURTEZAN.
As sure, my liege, as I do see your grace.
DUKE.
Why, this is strange:--Go call the abbess hither:
I think you are all mated, or stark mad.
[Exit an Attendant.]
AEGEON.
Most mighty Duke, vouchsafe me speak a word;
Haply, I see a friend will save my life
And pay the sum that may deliver me.
DUKE.
Speak freely, Syracusian, what thou wilt.
AEGEON.
Is not your name, sir, call'd Antipholus?
And is not that your bondman Dromio?
DROMIO OF EPHESUS.
Within this hour I was his bondman, sir,
But he, I thank him, gnaw'd in two my cords:
Now am I Dromio and his man unbound.
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