Thais. Prithee, are you frightened, my dear sir?
Chrem. Get out with you. What, I frightened? There’s not a man alive less so.
Thais. Then now is the time to prove it.
Chrem. Why, I wonder what sort of a man you take me to be.
Thais. Nay, and consider this too; the person that you have to deal with is a foreigner;[94] of less influence than you, less known, and one that has fewer friends here.
Chrem. I’m aware of that; but it’s foolish to run the risk of what you are able to avoid. I had rather we should prevent it, than, having received an injury, avenge ourselves upon him. Do you go in and fasten the door, while I run across hence to the Forum; I should like us to have the aid of some legal adviser in this disturbance. (Moves, as if going.)
Thais. (holding him.) Stay.
Chrem. Let me go, I’ll be here presently.
Thais. There’s no occasion, Chremes. Only say that she is your sister, and that you lost her when a little girl, and have now recognized her; then show the tokens.
Re-enter Pythias from the house, with the trinkets.