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ADRIANA
Ay me, it is my husband. Witness you
That he is borne about invisible.
Even now we housed him in the abbey here,
And now he’s there, past thought of human reason.
Enter Antipholus of Ephesus and Dromio of Ephesus.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Justice, most gracious Duke, O grant me justice, [190]
Even for the service that long since I did thee
When I bestrid thee in the wars, and took
Deep scars to save thy life. Even for the blood
That then I lost for thee, now grant me justice.
EGEON
[aside]
Unless the fear of death doth make me dote, [195]
I see my son Antipholus, and Dromio.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Justice, sweet prince, against that woman there,
She whom thou gav’st to me to be my wife;
That hath abusèd and dishonoured me
Even in the strength and height of injury. [200]
Beyond imagination is the wrong
That she this day hath shameless thrown on me.
DUKE
Discover how, and thou shalt find me just.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
This day, great Duke, she shut the doors upon me
While she with harlots feasted in my house. [205]
DUKE
A grievous fault. Say, woman, didst thou so?
ADRIANA
No, my good lord. Myself, he, and my sister
