_Dro. E._ Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, good master: cry, The devil! 125 _Luc._ God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk! _Adr._ Go bear him hence. Sister, go you with me. [_Exeunt all but Adriana, Luciana, Officer and Courtezan._] Say now; whose suit is he arrested at? _Off._ One Angelo, a goldsmith: do you know him? _Adr._ I know the man. What is the sum he owes? 130 _Off._ Two hundred ducats. _Adr._ Say, how grows it due? _Off._ Due for a chain your husband had of him. _Adr._ He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not. _Cour._ When as your husband, all in rage, to-day Came to my house, and took away my ring,-- 135 The ring I saw upon his finger now,-- Straight after did I meet him with a chain. _Adr._ It may be so, but I did never see it. Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is: I long to know the truth hereof at large. 140 _Enter _ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse_ with his rapier drawn, and _DROMIO of Syracuse_._ _Luc._ God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. _Adr._ And come with naked swords. Let’s call more help to have them bound again. _Off._ Away! they’ll kill us. [_Exeunt all but Ant. S. and Dro. S._ _Ant. S._ I see these witches are afraid of swords. 145 _Dro. S._ She that would be your wife now ran from you. _Ant. S._ Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff from thence: I long that we were safe and sound aboard. _Dro. S._ Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm: you saw they speak us fair, give us gold: 150 methinks they are such a gentle nation, that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn witch. _Ant. S._ I will not stay to-night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard. [_Exeunt._ 155 NOTES: IV, 4.