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Timon of Athens by William Shakespeare
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ISIDORE'S SERVANT.
From Isidore; he humbly prays your speedy payment.

CAPHIS.
If you did know, my lord, my master's wants,--

VARRO'S SERVANT.
'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six weeks and past.

ISIDORE'S SERVANT.
Your steward puts me off, my lord; and
I am sent expressly to your lordship.

TIMON.
Give me breath.
I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;
I'll wait upon you instantly.

[Exeunt ALCIBIADES and LORDS.]

[To FLAVIUS.]

Come hither: pray you,
How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd
With clamorous demands of date-broke bonds,
And the detention of long-since-due debts,
Against my honour?

FLAVIUS.
Please you, gentlemen,
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