Act 4, Scene I - Page 2

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

OF EPHESUS
I answer you! what should I answer you?

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

OF EPHESUS
I owe you none till I receive the chain.

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

OF EPHESUS
Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope;
And told thee to what purpose and what