Sost.I can’t believe it. Antiphila told me
The widow’s name; and then the very clothes she wore
The day she was stolen, she has laid by.
Chr.Eh! said she so?
Then you should have sent for the woman, told her to bring the clothes.
Sost. So, Chremes, I did, but the poor old lady’s too ill to come:
But the clothes were sent. I have seen them.
Chr.And are they the same?
Sost. They are.
Chr. Why then did you not spare me all this trouble, wife?