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Act 4, scene 3
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The Comedy of Errors
Act 4, scene 3



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Egeon’s remaining son, Antipholus of Syracuse, and his servant, Dromio of Syracuse, come to Ephesus, where—unknown to them—their lost twins…

Act 1, scene 1

Egeon, a merchant from Syracusae, is arrested for having illegally entered Ephesus. He tells the story of how he lost…

Act 1, scene 2

Antipholus of Syracuse lands in Ephesus with his servant, Dromio. He sends Dromio to an inn with their luggage and…

Act 2, scene 1

Adriana angrily awaits her husband, who is late for dinner. Dromio (of Ephesus) enters and tells about his meeting with…

Act 2, scene 2

Antipholus (of Syracuse) meets Dromio (of Syracuse), who denies having spoken of Antipholus’s wife. Adriana and her sister, Luciana, enter…

Act 3, scene 1

Antipholus of Ephesus brings a goldsmith and a merchant to his home for dinner. He finds the door locked and,…

Act 3, scene 2

Antipholus (of Syracuse) falls in love with Adriana’s sister, Luciana. Dromio (of Syracuse) is claimed by Adriana’s kitchen maid as…

Act 4, scene 1

Antipholus (of Ephesus) sends Dromio (of Ephesus) to buy a rope’s end to beat Adriana. The goldsmith demands the money…

Act 4, scene 2

Dromio (of Syracuse) tells Adriana about the arrest of Antipholus (of Ephesus). She gives him the money for Antipholus’s bail.

Act 4, scene 3

Dromio (of Syracuse) gives Antipholus (of Syracuse) the money sent by Adriana. The Courtesan enters and demands the chain that…

Act 4, scene 4

Antipholus (of Ephesus), under arrest, beats Dromio (of Ephesus) for bringing a rope’s end instead of the money for bail….

Act 5, scene 1

Adriana finds Antipholus (of Syracuse) with his sword drawn and orders that he and Dromio be bound. The Syracusans escape…

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Scene 3
Enter Antipholus of Syracuse, wearing the chain.

 There’s not a man I meet but doth salute me
 As if I were their well-acquainted friend,
 And everyone doth call me by my name.
 Some tender money to me; some invite me;
5 Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
 Some offer me commodities to buy.
 Even now a tailor called me in his shop
 And showed me silks that he had bought for me,
 And therewithal took measure of my body.
10 Sure these are but imaginary wiles,
 And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.

Enter Dromio of Syracuse with the purse.

DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Master, here’s the gold you sent
 me for. What, have you got the picture of old Adam
15 What gold is this? What Adam dost thou mean?

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ACT 4. SC. 3

DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Not that Adam that kept the
 Paradise, but that Adam that keeps the prison; he
 that goes in the calf’s skin that was killed for the
 Prodigal; he that came behind you, sir, like an evil
20 angel, and bid you forsake your liberty.
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE I understand thee not.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE No? Why, ’tis a plain case: he
 that went like a bass viol in a case of leather; the
 man, sir, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives
25 them a sob and ’rests them; he, sir, that takes pity
 on decayed men and gives them suits of durance; he
 that sets up his rest to do more exploits with his
 mace than a morris-pike.
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE What, thou mean’st an
30 officer?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band;
 he that brings any man to answer it that breaks his
 band; one that thinks a man always going to bed
 and says “God give you good rest.”
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE 35Well, sir, there rest in your
 foolery. Is there any ships puts forth tonight? May
 we be gone?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Why, sir, I brought you word an
 hour since that the bark Expedition put forth tonight,
40 and then were you hindered by the sergeant
 to tarry for the hoy Delay. Here are the angels that
 you sent for to deliver you.He gives the purse.
 The fellow is distract, and so am I,
 And here we wander in illusions.
45 Some blessèd power deliver us from hence!

Enter a Courtesan.

 Well met, well met, Master Antipholus.

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ACT 4. SC. 3

 I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now.
 Is that the chain you promised me today?
 Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not.
50 Master, is this Mistress Satan?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Nay, she is worse; she is the
 devil’s dam, and here she comes in the habit of a
 light wench. And thereof comes that the wenches
55 say “God damn me”; that’s as much to say “God
 make me a light wench.” It is written they appear
 to men like angels of light. Light is an effect of fire,
 and fire will burn: ergo, light wenches will burn.
 Come not near her.
60 Your man and you are marvelous merry, sir.
 Will you go with me? We’ll mend our dinner here.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Master, if you do, expect spoon
 meat, or bespeak a long spoon.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE 65Marry, he must have a long
 spoon that must eat with the devil.
 Avoid then, fiend! What tell’st thou me of supping?
 Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress.
 I conjure thee to leave me and be gone.
70 Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner
 Or, for my diamond, the chain you promised,
 And I’ll be gone, sir, and not trouble you.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Some devils ask but the parings
 of one’s nail, a rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, a
75 nut, a cherrystone; but she, more covetous, would
 have a chain. Master, be wise. An if you give it her,
 the devil will shake her chain and fright us with it.

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ACT 4. SC. 4

 I pray you, sir, my ring or else the chain.
 I hope you do not mean to cheat me so.
80 Avaunt, thou witch!—Come, Dromio, let us go.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE “Fly pride,” says the peacock.
 Mistress, that you know.
Antipholus and Dromio exit.
 Now, out of doubt Antipholus is mad;
 Else would he never so demean himself.
85 A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats,
 And for the same he promised me a chain.
 Both one and other he denies me now.
 The reason that I gather he is mad,
 Besides this present instance of his rage,
90 Is a mad tale he told today at dinner
 Of his own doors being shut against his entrance.
 Belike his wife, acquainted with his fits,
 On purpose shut the doors against his way.
 My way is now to hie home to his house
95 And tell his wife that, being lunatic,
 He rushed into my house and took perforce
 My ring away. This course I fittest choose,
 For forty ducats is too much to lose.
She exits.