Chr.Well, never mind. He is now no more my son.
O Menedemus, indeed he has treated me shamefully.
This morning I thought your son had acted ill by you:
How willingly now I’d change.
Men.You make too much of it.
No harm was meant; and none has been done: a foolish hoax,
And nothing more.
Chr.You cannot hope to persuade me now
There is any excuse for a son deceiving his own father.
Men. I think a father would find one, Chremes, where there was none.