Page 1684 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
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You’ll cry for this, minion, if I beat the door down.
LUCE
What needs all that, and a pair of stocks in the town? [60]
Enter Adriana [above].
ADRIANA
Who is that at the door that keeps all this noise?
DROMIO S.
[within]
By my troth, your town is troubled with unruly boys.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Are you there, wife? You might have come before.
ADRIANA
Your wife, sir knave? Go get you from the door.
[Exit with Luce.]
DROMIO E.
If you went in pain, master, this knave would go sore. [65]
ANGELO
Here is neither cheer, sir, nor welcome. We would fain have either.
BALT HASAR
In debating which was best, we shall part with neither.
DROMIO E.
They stand at the door, master. Bid them welcome hither.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
There is something in the wind, that we cannot get in.
DROMIO E.
You would say so, master, if your garments were thin. [70]
Your cake is warm within. You stand here in the cold.
