BOTH VARRO’S SERVANTS.
And ours, my lord.
PHILOTUS.
All our bills.
TIMON.
Knock me down with ’em! Cleave me to the girdle.
LUCIUS.
Alas, my lord—
TIMON.
Cut my heart in sums!
TITUS.
Mine, fifty talents.
TIMON.
Tell out my blood.
LUCIUS.
Five thousand crowns, my lord.
TIMON.
Five thousand drops pays that. What yours, and yours?
FIRST VARRO’S SERVANT.
My lord—