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It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes one.

Adr.

The hours come back! that did I never [hear].

S. Dro.

O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, ’a turns back for very fear.

Adr.

As if Time were in debt! How fondly dost thou reason!

S. Dro.

Time is a very bankrout and owes more than he’s worth to season.

Nay, he’s a thief too: have you not heard men say,

That Time comes stealing on by night and day?

If [’a] be in debt and theft, and a sergeant in the way,

Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day?

Enter Luciana.

Adr.

Go, Dromio, there’s the money, bear it straight,

And bring thy master home immediately.

Come, sister, I am press’d down with conceit—

Conceit, my comfort and my injury.

Exeunt.

¶

Enter Antipholus [of] Syracusa.

[S. Ant.]

There’s not a man I meet but doth salute me

As if I were their well-acquainted friend,

And every one doth call me by my name:

Some tender money to me, some invite me;

Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;

Some offer me commodities to buy.