_Flav._ Ay, If money were as certain as your waiting, 'Twere sure enough.[2173] Why then preferr'd you not your sums and bills,[2173] When your false masters eat of my lord's meat?[2173][2174] 50 Then they could smile and fawn upon his debts[2173][2175] And take down the interest into their gluttonous maws.[2173][2176] You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up;[2173] Let me pass quietly:[2173] Believe't, my lord and I have made an end; 55 I have no more to reckon, he to spend. _Luc. Serv._ Ay, but this answer will not serve. _Flav._ If 'twill not serve, 'tis not so base as you;[2177] For you serve knaves. [_Exit._[2178] _First Var. Serv._ How! what does his cashiered worship[2179] 60 mutter? _Sec. Var. Serv._ No matter what; he's poor, and that's[2180] revenge enough. Who can speak broader than he that has no house to put his head in? such may rail against great[2181] buildings. 65 _Enter_ SERVILIUS. _Tit._ O, here's Servilius; now we shall know some answer.[2182][2183] _Ser._ If I might beseech you, gentlemen, to repair some[2182][2184] other hour, I should derive much from 't; for, take't of my[2182][2185] soul, my lord leans wondrously to discontent: his comfortable[2182] 70 temper has forsook him; he's much out of health and[2182][2186] keeps his chamber.[2182] _Luc. Serv._ Many do keep their chambers are not sick: And if it be so far beyond his health,[2187] Methinks he should the sooner pay his debts, 75 And make a clear way to the gods. _Ser._ Good gods! _Tit._ We cannot take this for answer, sir.[2188] _Flam._ [_Within_] Servilius, help! My lord! my lord! _Enter_ TIMON _in a rage_; FLAMINIUS _following_.[2189] _Tim._ What, are my doors opposed against my passage?[2190] Have I been ever free, and must my house 80 Be my retentive enemy, my gaol?[2191] The place which I have feasted, does it now, Like all mankind, show me an iron heart? _Luc. Serv._ Put in now, Titus.[2192] _Tit._ My lord, here is my bill.[2192][2193] 85 _Luc. Serv._ Here's mine.[2192] _Hor._ And mine, my lord.[2192][2194] _Both Var. Serv._ And ours, my lord.[2192][2195] _Phi._ All our bills.[2192][2196] _Tim._ Knock me down with 'em: cleave me to the girdle.[2192] 90 _Luc. Serv._ Alas, my lord,--[2192][2197] _Tim._ Cut my heart in sums.[2192][2198] _Tit._ Mine, fifty talents.[2192] _Tim._ Tell out my blood.[2192] _Luc. Serv._ Five thousand crowns, my lord.[2192] 95