Indeed forgetful, not to tell me that;
For, from my first arrival on this coast,
This fatal Egypt, where I fled for refuge,
In three long months I have not heard from Greece.
What makes thee think I shall have news so soon?
Panth. As walking on the beach, I saw a ship
Just entering in the port, and on the deck
Stood Cœnus.
Cleom. Cœnus, saidst thou?
Panth. Yes, our Cœnus, the rich Messenian lord;