Pyth. Besides, what effrontery he has.
[ Scene II.]
Enter Chærea, in the Eunuch’s dress, on the other side of the stage.
Chæ. (to himself.) At Antipho’s,[102] both of them, father and mother, just as if on purpose, were at home, so that I couldn’t any way get in, but that they must have seen me. In the mean time, while I was standing before the door, a certain acquaintance of mine was coming full upon me. When I espied him, I took to my heels as fast as I could down a narrow unfrequented alley; thence again to another, and thence to another; thus have I been most dreadfully harassed with running about, that no one might recognize me. But isn’t this Thais that I see? It is she. I’m at a stand. What shall I do? But what need I care? What can she do to me?
Thais, (to Pythias.) Let’s accost him. (To Chærea.) Good Mister Dorus, welcome; tell me, have you been running away?
Chæ. Madam, I did so.
Thais. Are you quite pleased with it?
Chæ. No.
Thais. Do you fancy that you’ll get off with impunity?
Chæ. Forgive this one fault; if I’m ever guilty of another, then kill me.