Tim. Freely, good father.
Old Ath. Thou hast a servant named Lucilius.
Tim. I have so: what of him? 115
Old Ath. Most noble Timon, call the man before thee.[1663]
Tim. Attends he here, or no? Lucilius![1664]
Luc. Here, at your lordship's service.[1665]
Old Ath. This fellow here, Lord Timon, this thy creature,[1666]
By night frequents my house. I am a man 120
That from my first have been inclined to thrift,
And my estate deserves an heir more raised
Than one which holds a trencher.
Tim. Well, what further?
Old Ath. One only daughter have I, no kin else,
On whom I may confer what I have got: 125
The maid is fair, o' the youngest for a bride,[1667]
And I have bred her at my dearest cost
In qualities of the best. This man of thine
Attempts her love: I prithee, noble lord,[1668]
Join with me to forbid him her resort; 130
Myself have spoke in vain.
Tim. The man is honest.[1669]