Chr.I don’t say but what you might.
Men. It’s forty years since I was in Persia: but this I know,
That is not a Persian dress, and I think I ought to remember
At least the sound of the language. If you could find these men
And send them to me . . .
Chr.I will. They promised to wait for me.
They’re not far off: I’ll fetch them at once.
Men.Stay! ere you go—
I wanted to tell you, Chremes, I have quite made up my mind
Concerning the girl: my duty is plain enough.