Didst thou not—of thy Nathan?
HAFI.
Hi ho! of him—of Nathan? At that moment
He did not come across me. But, in fact,
He is at length come home; and, I suppose,
Is not ill off. His people used to call him
The wise—also the rich.
SITTAH.
The rich he’s named
Now more than ever. The whole town resounds
With news of jewels, costly stuffs, and stores,
That he brings back.
HAFI.
Is he the rich again—
He’ll be, no fear of it, once more the wise.
SITTAH.
What thinkst thou, Hafi, of a call on him?
HAFI.