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[calling out after him] I’ll look you out a good turn, Servilius. [To the others]
True, as you said, Timon is shrunk indeed; and he that’s once denied will
hardly speed.
[Exit]

FIRST STRANGER
Do you observe this, Hostilius?

HOSTILIUS
Ay, too well.

FIRST STRANGER
Why, this is the world’s soul,
And just of the same piece [65]
Is every flatterer’s sport. Who can call him his friend

That dips in the same dish? For in my knowing
Timon has been this lord’s father,
And kept his credit with his purse; [70]
Supported his estate; nay, Timon’s money
Has paid his men their wages. He ne’er drinks

But Timon’s silver treads upon his lip;
And yet − O see the monstrousness of man,
When he looks out in an ungrateful shape! − [75]

He does deny him, in respect of his,
What charitable men afford to beggars.

SECOND STRANGER
Religion groans at it.

FIRST STRANGER
For mine own part,
I never tasted Timon in my life,
Nor came any of his bounties over me, [80]

To mark me for his friend. Yet I protest,
For his right noble mind, illustrious virtue,
And honourable carriage,

Had his necessity made use of me,