DROMIO OF EPHESUS.
O villain, thou hast stolen both mine office and my name;
The one ne’er got me credit, the other mickle blame.
If thou hadst been Dromio today in my place,
Thou wouldst have chang’d thy face for a name, or thy name for an ass.
Enter Luce concealed from Antipholus of Ephesus and his companions.
LUCE.
[Within.] What a coil is there, Dromio, who are those at the gate?
DROMIO OF EPHESUS.
Let my master in, Luce.
LUCE.
Faith, no, he comes too late,
And so tell your master.
DROMIO OF EPHESUS.
O Lord, I must laugh;
Have at you with a proverb:—Shall I set in my staff?
LUCE.
Have at you with another: that’s—When? can you tell?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.
If thy name be called Luce,—Luce, thou hast answer’d him well.
ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS.
Do you hear, you minion? you’ll let us in, I hope?
LUCE.
I thought to have ask’d you.