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DUKE
Why, what an intricate impeach is this! [270]
I think you all have drunk of Circe’s cup.
If here you housed him, here he would have been.
If he were mad, he would not plead so coldly.
[To Adriana]
You say he dined at home. The goldsmith here
Denies that saying. [To Dromio] Sirrah, what say you? [275]
DROMIO E.
Sir, he dined with her there, at the Porpentine.
COURT ESAN
He did, and from my finger snatched that ring.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
’Tis true, my liege, this ring I had of her.
DUKE
Saw’st thou him enter at the abbey here?
COURT ESAN
As sure, my liege, as I do see your grace. [280]
DUKE
Why, this is strange. Go call the Abbess hither.
I think you are all mated, or stark mad.
Exit one to the Abbess.
EGEON
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. [285]
DUKE
Speak freely, Syracusian, what thou wilt.
EGEON
Is not your name, sir, called Antipholus?
And is not that your bondman Dromio?
