To beggary with his vices and follies: for if I once
Were saddled with his expenses, I guess ’twould come very soon
To my using that spade of yours, Menedemus, in good earnest.
Men. You offered me your advice this morning; now I in turn....
Chr. I do not need advice.
Men.Spoil not so happy a day.
Chr. I have found a daughter to-day, Menedemus, but lost a son.
Men. You have lost your daughter to me, let me restore your son.
Sost. O do forgive him, Chremes; you must.
Chr.Pray, silence, wife.