Please it your lordship, he hath put me off To the succession of new days this month: My master is awaked by great occasion To call upon his own, and humbly prays you That with your other noble parts you’ll suit In giving him his right.
Please, your lordship, he has put me off Until the coming days this month: My master has been woken by urgent matters To ask for what’s his, and humbly begs you That with your other noble duties you’ll add Giving him his due.
Caphis · Act 2, Scene 2
A debt collector stands in Timon's hall and politely explains that he has been put off week after week, and now his master demands payment. The moment matters because it shows the slow strangulation of credit—the gap between Timon's promises and his ability to pay widening each day until it becomes impossible to ignore. It tells us that financial ruin works not through a single catastrophe but through a series of small deferrals that add up to betrayal.