Act III

I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck.

I thank thee, good Tubal: good news, good news! ha, ha! where? in Genoa?

Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, in one night fourscore ducats.

Thou stickest a dagger in me: I shall never see my gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting! fourscore ducats!

There came divers of Antonio’s creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break.

I am very glad of it: I’ll plague him; I’ll torture him: I am glad of it.

One of them showed me a ring that he had of your daughter for a monkey.

Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal: it was my turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.

But Antonio is certainly undone.