Cur.
Well met, well met, master Antipholis.
I see, Sir, you have found the goldsmith now:
Is that the chain you promis'd me to-day?

S. Ant.
Satan avoid, I charge thee tempt me not.* ^note

Cur.
Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner,
Or for my diamond the chain you promis'd,
And I'll be gone, Sir, and not trouble you.

S. Dro.

Some devils ask but the parings of one's nail, a rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, a nut, a cherry stone; but she more covetous would have a chain. Master be wise, and if you give it her, the devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it.

Cur.
I pray you Sir, my ring, or else the chain;
I hope you do not mean to cheat me so?

S. Ant.
Avant, thou witch! come Dromio, let us go.* ^note

[Exeunt.

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