_First Lord._ Upon that were my thoughts tiring when[2279] we encountered: I hope it is not so low with him as he 5 made it seem in the trial of his several friends. _Sec. Lord._ It should not be, by the persuasion of his new feasting. _First Lord._ I should think so: he hath sent me an earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did urge 10 me to put off; but he hath conjured me beyond them, and I must needs appear. _Sec. Lord._ In like manner was I in debt to my importunate business, but he would not hear my excuse. I am sorry, when he sent to borrow of me, that my provision 15 was out. _First Lord._ I am sick of that grief too, as I understand how all things go. _Sec. Lord._ Every man here's so. What would he have[2280] borrowed of you? 20 _First Lord._ A thousand pieces. _Sec. Lord._ A thousand pieces! _First Lord._ What of you? _Sec. Lord._ He sent to me, sir,--Here he comes.[2281] _Enter_ TIMON _and_ Attendants. _Tim_. With all my heart, gentlemen both: and how 25 fare you? _First Lord._ Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship. _Sec. Lord._ The swallow follows not summer more willing[2282][2283] than we your lordship.[2282] 30 _Tim._ [_Aside_] Nor more willingly leaves winter; such[2284] summer-birds are men.--Gentlemen, our dinner will not recompense[2284] this long stay: feast your ears with the music awhile, if they will fare so harshly o' the trumpet's sound;[2285] we shall to 't presently. 35 _First Lord._ I hope it remains not unkindly with your lordship, that I returned you an empty messenger. _Tim._ O, sir, let it not trouble you. _Sec. Lord._ My noble lord,--[2286] _Tim._ Ah, my good friend, what cheer? 40 _Sec. Lord._ My most honourable lord, I am e'en sick of[2287] shame, that, when your lordship this other day sent to me,[2288] I was so unfortunate a beggar. _Tim._ Think not on 't, sir. _Sec. Lord._ If you had sent but two hours before--[2289] 45 _Tim._ Let it not cumber your better remembrance. [_The banquet brought in._] Come, bring in all together.[2290] _Sec. Lord._ All covered dishes! _First Lord._ Royal cheer, I warrant you. _Third Lord._ Doubt not that, if money and the season[2291] 50 can yield it. _First Lord._ How do you? What's the news? _Third Lord._ Alcibiades is banished: hear you of it?[2292] _First and Sec. Lord._ Alcibiades banished![2293] _Third Lord._'Tis so, be sure of it. 55 _First Lord._ How? how? _Sec. Lord._ I pray you, upon what? _Tim._ My worthy friends, will you draw near?