• Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE

    ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE

    There’s not a man I meet but doth salute me
    As if I were their well-acquainted friend,
    And every one doth call me by my name.
    Some tender money to me; some invite me;
    5Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
    Some offer me commodities to buy.
    Even now a tailor called me in his shop
    And showed me silks that he had bought for me,
    And therewithal took measure of my body.
    10Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,
    And lapland sorcerers inhabit here.
    Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE

    DROMIO OF SYRACUSE

    Master, here’s The gold you sent me for. What, have you got the picture of old Adam new-appareled?

    ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE

    What gold is this? What Adam dost thou mean?

    DROMIO OF SYRACUSE

    15Not that Adam that kept the Paradise, but that Adam that keeps the prison; he that goes in the calf’s skin that was killed for the Prodigal; he that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty.

    ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE

    I understand thee not.
  • ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE enters.

    ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE

    Every person I meet greets me like an old friend, and every one of them knows my name. Some of them give me money, some invite me places, some thank me for the kind things I’ve done for them, some try to sell me things. Just now a tailor showed me fabrics he bought especially for me and then started to take my measurements. These are tricks of the imagination, and this place is filled with magicians.
    DROMIO OF SYRACUSE enters.

    DROMIO OF SYRACUSE

    Here’s the money you wanted, master. Hey, have you gotten rid of that Adam?

    Adam

    Dromio calls the officer “Adam” because, after Adam and Eve were expelled from Eden, Adam wore clothing made of skins, llike the officer’s leather uniform.

    ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE

    What gold is this? Who’s this Adam you speak of?

    DROMIO OF SYRACUSE

    Not the Adam from the garden of Eden, but the Adam from the jailhouse. The one that wears leather clothes. The one that grabbed you and arrested you.

    ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE

    I don’t know what you’re talking about.