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SCENE III.
Enter Lucius and Lucullus.Luc.
What time o' day is't, Apemantus?
Apem.
Time to be honest.
Luc.
That time serves still.
Apem.
The most accursed thou that still omitt'st it.
Lucul.
Thou art going to Lord Timon's feast.
Apem.
Ay, to see meat fill knaves, and wine heat fools.
Lucul.
Fare thee well, fare thee well.
Apem.
Thou art a fool to bid me farewel twice.
Lucul.
Why, Apemantus?
Apem.
Thou should'st have kept one to thyself, for
I mean to give thee none.
Luc.
Hang thyself.
Apem.
No, I will do nothing at thy bidding: make
thy requests to thy friend.
Lucul.
Away, unpeaceable dog, or—I'll spurn
thee hence.
Apem.
I will fly, like a dog, the heels o' th' ass.
[Exit Apemantus.
Luc.
He's opposite to humanity.
Come, shall we in, and taste Lord Timon's bounty?
He, sure, outgoes the very heart of kindness.
Lucul.
He pours it out. Plutus, the god of gold,
Is but his steward: no meed but he repays
Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him,
But breeds the giver a return exceeding
All use of quittance.
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The noblest mind he carries,
That ever govern'd man.
Lucul.
Long may he live in fortunes! Shall we in?
Luc.
I'll keep you company.
[Exeunt.
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