Can I do less, to show you I am kind,
To comfort you for those you left behind?
Cleom. The world would think you kinder than you ought.
Cas. Why should I care what base Egyptians thought?
Cleom. Immoderate gifts oppress me, not relieve;
Nor dare I take what ruins you to give.
Cas. Leave me to judge of that; I could prescribe
An easy way of giving back my bribe.
Why would you force me farther than my part?
Look on my eyes, and you may read my heart. [Looks on her as by stealth.