_Lucul._ Flaminius, I have noted thee always wise. Here's to thee.[2064] 30 _Flam._ Your lordship speaks your pleasure. _Lucul._ I have observed thee always for a towardly prompt spirit--give thee thy due--and one that knows what belongs to reason; and canst use the time well, if the time use thee well: good parts in thee. [_To Serv._] Get[2065] 35 you gone, sirrah. [_Exit Serv._] Draw nearer, honest Flaminius.[2066] Thy lord's a bountiful gentleman: but thou art wise; and thou knowest well enough, although thou comest to me, that this is no time to lend money, especially upon bare friendship, without security. Here's three solidares 40 for thee: good boy, wink at me, and say thou saw'st me not. Fare thee well. _Flam._ Is't possible the world should so much differ, And we alive that lived? Fly, damned baseness, To him that worships thee! [_Throwing back the money._[2067] 45 _Lucul._ Ha! now I see thou art a fool, and fit for thy master. [_Exit._[2068] _Flam._ May these add to the number that may scald thee! Let molten coin be thy damnation,[2069] Thou disease of a friend, and not himself! 50 Has friendship such a faint and milky heart, It turns in less than two nights? O you gods, I feel my master's passion! this slave,[2070] Unto his honour, has my lord's meat in him:[2070] Why should it thrive and turn to nutriment,[2071] 55 When he is turn'd to poison? O, may diseases only work upon't![2072] And, when he's sick to death, let not that part of nature[2073] Which my lord paid for, be of any power[2073][2074] To expel sickness, but prolong his hour![2075] [_Exit._ 60 SCENE II. _A public place._[2076] _Enter_ LUCIUS, _with three_ Strangers. _Luc._ Who, the Lord Timon? He is my very good friend, and an honourable gentleman. _First Stran._ We know him for no less, though we are[2077] but strangers to him. But I can tell you one thing, my lord, and which I hear from common rumours: now Lord 5 Timon's happy hours are done and past, and his estate shrinks from him. _Luc._ Fie, no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money.[2078] _Sec. Stran._ But believe you this, my lord, that not long[2079] ago one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus to borrow 10 so many talents; nay, urged extremely for't, and showed[2080] what necessity belonged to't, and yet was denied. _Luc._ How! _Sec. Stran._ I tell you, denied, my lord.