Syr. I’ll rid you at once of all fears, so that you may sleep at your ease upon either ear.[44]
Clit. What am I to do now?
Clin. What are you to do? The goods that—
Clit. Only tell me the truth, Syrus.
Syr. Dispatch quickly; you’ll be wishing just now too late and in vain. (Going.)
Clin. The Gods provide, enjoy while yet you may; for you know not—
Clit. (calling.) Syrus, I say!
Syr. (moving on.) Go on; I shall still do that which I said.[45]
Clin. Whether you may have another opportunity hereafter or ever again.
Clit. I’faith, that’s true. (Calling.) Syrus, Syrus, I say, harkye, harkye, Syrus!