Chr.You have not?
Gor.No.
Chr.Stay. Perhaps
You don’t know who I mean.
Gor.He’s whatdyecallem’s father.
Chr. (aside). Whatdyecallem! well!—He is Clinia’s father; yes.
Gor. What of him?
Chr.Why ’tis thus. (aside) What was I going to say?
Gor. Go on, sir.
Chr.Ay, the long and the short of the matter is this.