ubting
but it was her husband she saw, she began to reproach him for looking
strange upon her (as well he might, never having seen this angry lady
before); and then she told him how well he loved her before they were
married, and that now he loved some other lady instead of her. "How
comes it now, my husband," said she, "O how comes it that I have lost
your love?"--"Plead you to me, fair dame?" said the astonished
Antipholus. It was in vain he told her he was not her husband, and that
he had been in Ephesus but two hours; she insisted on his going home
with her, and Antipholus at last, being unable to get away, went with
her to his brother's house, and dined with Adriana and her sister, the
one calling him husband, and the other brother, he, all amazed, thinking
he must have been married to her in his sleep, or that he was sleeping
now. And Dromio, who followed them, was no less surprised, for the
cook-maid, who was his brother's wife, also claimed him for her husband.

While Antipholus of Syracuse was dining with his brother's wife, his
brother, the real husband, returned home to dinner with his slave
Dromio; but the servants would not open the door, because their mistress
had ordered them not to admit any company; and when they repeatedly
knocked, and said they were Antipholus and Dromio, the maids laughed at
them, and said that Antipholus was at dinner with their mistress, and
Dromio was in the kitchen; and though they almost knocked the door down,
they could not gain admittance, and at last Antipholus went away very
angry, and strangely surprised at hearing a gentleman was dining with
his wife.

When Antipholus of Syracuse had finished his dinner, he was so perplexed
at the lady's still persisting in calling him husband, and at hearing
that Dromio had also been claimed by the cook-maid, that he left the
house, as soon as he could find any pretence to get away; for though he
was very much pleased with Luciana, the sister, yet the jealous-tempered
Adriana he disliked very much, nor was Dromio at all better satisfied
with his fair wife in the kitchen: therefore both master and man were
glad to get away from their new wives as fast as they could.

The moment Antipholus of Syracuse had left the house, he was met by a
goldsmith, who mistaking him, as Adriana had done, for Antipholus of
Ephesus, gave him a gold chain, calling him by his name; and when
Antipholus would have refused the chain, saying it did not belong to