A street.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus and the Officer
OF EPHESUS
Fear me not, man; I will not break away:
I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money,
To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for.
My wife is in a wayward mood to-day,
And will not lightly trust the messenger
That I should be attach'd in Ephesus,
I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.
Enter DROMIO of Ephesus with a rope's-end
Here comes my man; I think he brings the money.
How now, sir! have you that I sent you for?
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all.
OF EPHESUS
But where's the money?
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope.
OF EPHESUS
Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope?
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate.
OF EPHESUS
To what end did I bid thee hie thee home?
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
To a rope's-end, sir; and to that end am I returned.
OF EPHESUS
And to that end, sir, I will welcome you.
Beating him
Officer
Good sir, be patient.
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in adversity.