Enter Timon in a rage; Flaminius following.[2189]

Tim. What, are my doors opposed against my passage?[2190]
Have I been ever free, and must my house 80
Be my retentive enemy, my gaol?[2191]
The place which I have feasted, does it now,
Like all mankind, show me an iron heart?

Luc. Serv. Put in now, Titus.[2192]

Tit. My lord, here is my bill.[2192][2193] 85

Luc. Serv. Here's mine.[2192]

Hor. And mine, my lord.[2192][2194]

Both Var. Serv. And ours, my lord.[2192][2195]

Phi. All our bills.[2192][2196]

Tim. Knock me down with 'em: cleave me to the girdle.[2192] 90

Luc. Serv. Alas, my lord,—[2192][2197]