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Act 3 - Scene 2 A public place. Enter LUCILIUS, with three Strangers LUCILIUS Who, the Lord Timon? he is my very good friend, and First Stranger We know him for no less, though we are but strangers LUCILIUS Fie, no, do not believe it; he cannot want for money. Second Stranger But believe you this, my lord, that, not long ago, LUCILIUS How! Second Stranger I tell you, denied, my lord. LUCILIUS What a strange case was that! now, before the gods, Enter SERVILIUS SERVILIUS See, by good hap, yonder's my lord; To LUCIUS LUCILIUS Servilius! you are kindly met, sir. Fare thee well: SERVILIUS May it please your honour, my lord hath sent |
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