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I do digest the poison of thy flesh,

Being strumpeted by thy contagion.

Keep then fair league and truce with thy true bed,

I live dis-stain’d, thou undishonored.

S. Ant.

Plead you to me, fair dame? I know you not:

In Ephesus I am but two hours old,

As strange unto your town as to your talk,

Who, every word by all my wit being scann’d,

Wants wit in all one word to understand.

Luc.

Fie, brother, how the world is chang’d with you:

When were you wont to use my sister thus?

She sent for you by Dromio home to dinner.

S. Ant.

By Dromio?

S. Dro.

By me?

Adr.

By thee, and this thou didst return from him,

That he did buffet thee, and in his blows

Denied my house for his, me for his wife.

S. Ant.

Did you converse, sir, with this gentlewoman?

What is the course and drift of your compact?

S. Dro.

I, sir? I never saw her till this time.

S. Ant.

Villain, thou liest, for even her very words

Didst thou deliver to me on the mart.

S. Dro.

I never spake with her in all my life.

S. Ant.

How can she thus then call us by our names,