To whom 'tis instant due. Ne'er speak, or think
That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink.

FLAVIUS.
I would I could not think it:
That thought is bounty's foe;
Being free itself, it thinks all others so.

[Exeunt.]



Act III.
Scene I. Athens. A Room in LUCULLUS' House.

[FLAMINIUS waiting.]

[Enter a SERVANT to him.]

SERVANT.
I have told my lord of you; he is coming down to you.

FLAMINIUS.
I thank you, sir.

[Enter LUCULLUS.]

SERVANT.
Here's my lord.