Page 3142 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

LUCIUS’S SERVANT

Five thousand crowns, my lord. [95]

TIMON
Five thousand drops pays that. What yours? And yours?

FIRST VARRO’S SERVANT
My lord −

SECOND VARRO’S SERVANT
My lord −

TIMON
Tear me, take me, and the gods fall upon you!

[Exit]

HORTENSIUS

Faith, I perceive our masters may throw [100] their caps at their money;
these debts may well be call’d desperate ones, for a madman owes ’em.
[Exeunt]

Re-enter Timon and Steward.

TIMON
They have e’en put my breath from me, the slaves.

Creditors? Devils!

STEWARD
My dear lord −

TIMON
What if it should be so?

STEWARD
My lord − [105]

TIMON