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This fool-begged patience in thee will be left.

LUCIANA

Well, I will marry one day, but to try.
Here comes your man. Now is your husband nigh.

Enter Dromio [of] Ephesus.

ADRIANA

Say, is your tardy master now at hand?

DROMIO E.

Nay, he’s at two hands with me, and that my [45] two ears can witness.

ADRIANA

Say, didst thou speak with him? Know’st thou his mind?

DROMIO E.

Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear.
Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it.

LUCIANA

Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his [50] meaning?

DROMIO E.

Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his blows, and withal so
doubtfully that I could scarce understand them.

ADRIANA

But say, I prithee, is he coming home? [55]
It seems he hath great care to please his wife.

DROMIO E.

Why, mistress, sure my master is horn-mad.

ADRIANA

Horn-mad, thou villain?

DROMIO E.