Pam.Trust me: he won’t. I’ll speer about.
He’s sure to be digging somewhere near.
Clin.Digging?
Pam.If not,
It is not old Menedemus.
Clin.Oh what can it mean,
My father’s sudden change of home and manner of life?
He that so loved the town: himself the very centre
Of all good company, the best invited man,
And most besought in Athens. Nothing but great disgust