SALANIO. I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever knapped ginger or made her neighbours believe she wept for the death of a third husband. But it is true,--without any slips of prolixity or crossing the plain highway of talk,--that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio,--O that I had a title good enough to keep his name company!--
SALARINO. Come, the full stop.
SALANIO. Ha! What sayest thou? Why, the end is, he hath lost a ship.
SALARINO. I would it might prove the end of his losses.
SALANIO. Let me say ' amen ' betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.
[ Enter SHYLOCK.] How now, Shylock! What news among the merchants?
SHYLOCK. You knew, none so well, none so well as you, of my daughter ' s flight.
SALARINO. That ' s certain; I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings she flew withal.
SALANIO. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledged;
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