THE LIFE OF TIMON OF ATHENS

Act 3 Scene 5

(Enter Timon and Flavius)
l1l	Timon	 They have e’en put my breath from me, the slaves.
l2l		Creditors? Devils!
l3l	Flavius	My dear lord—
l4l	Timon	What if it should be so?
l5l	Flavius	My lord—
l6l	Timon	I’ll have it so. My steward!
	Flavius	Here, my lord.
l7l	Timon	So fitly? Go bid all my friends again:
l8l		Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius—all luxors, all.
l9l		I’ll once more feast the rascals.
	Flavius	O my lord,
l10l		You only speak from your distracted soul.
l11l		There is not so much left to furnish out
l12l		A moderate table.
	Timon	Be it not in thy care.
l13l		Go, I charge thee, invite them all. Let in the tide
l14l		Of knaves once more. My cook and I’ll provide.
		(Exeunt severally)