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S. Ant.

Am I in earth, in heaven, or in hell?

Sleeping or waking, mad or well-advis’d?

Known unto these, and to myself disguis’d?

I’ll say as they say, and persever so,

And in this mist at all adventures go.

S. Dro.

Master, shall I be porter at the gate?

Adr.

Ay, and let none enter, lest I break your pate.

Luc.

Come, come, Antipholus, we dine too late.

[Exeunt.]

¶

Enter Antipholus of Ephesus, his man Dromio [of Ephesus], Angelo the goldsmith, and Balthazar the merchant.

E. Ant.

Good Signior Angelo, you must excuse us all,

My wife is shrewish when I keep not hours:

Say that I linger’d with you at your shop

To see the making of her carcanet,

And that to-morrow you will bring it home.

But here’s a villain that would face me down

He met me on the mart, and that I beat him,

And charg’d him with a thousand marks in gold,

And that I did deny my wife and house.

Thou drunkard, thou, what didst thou mean by this?

E. Dro.

Say what you will, sir, but I know what I know: