Pyth. What could I do? Just as you ordered, she was intrusted to his care only.
Thais. Hussy, I’ve been intrusting the sheep to the wolf. I’m quite ashamed to have been imposed upon in this way. What sort of man was he?
Pyth. Hush! hush! mistress, pray; we are all right. Here we have the very man.
Thais. Where is he?
Pyth. Why there, to the left. Don’t you see?
Thais. I see.
Pyth. Order him to be seized as quickly as possible.
Thais. What can we do to him, simpleton?
Pyth. What do to him, do you ask? Pray, do look at him; if his face doesn’t seem an impudent one.
Thais. Not at all.