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SCENE I.
Enter CLEOSTRATA and PARDALISCA.CLEOSTRATA
[to PARDALISCA.]
Lock up the store-room, and bring me the key.
I'll just step to my neighbour here hard by,
And if my husband should want ought with me,
Let me be hither call'd immediately.
Par.
He had order'd to have dinner got for him—
Cle.
'St—hold your tongue, and get you gone. [Exit Par.]
I've not
Provided any dinner, nor to-day
Shall one be dress'd—since he, to gratify
His passion, sets him 'gainst his son and me.
Infamous man! I'll punish him with hunger,
And thirst; in word, in deed I'll be reveng'd,
And say, and do him all the spite I'm able.
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By Pollux! and I'll make him lead the life
He well deserves; food for the grave, debauch'd,
Stable of filth! I'll pour out my complaints
Here to my neighbour—The door creaks—Herself
Is coming out. Troth, I've ill nick'd the time.
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