Syr. (in a low voice.) Who’s that speaking? (Catches sight of Chremes.) I’m undone! Did he hear it, I wonder?
Chrem. Syrus.
Syr. Well—
Chrem. What are you doing here?
Syr. All right. Really, I am quite surprised at you, Chremes, up so early, after drinking so much yesterday.
Chrem. Not too much.
Syr. Not too much, say you? Really, you’ve seen the old age of an eagle,[61] as the saying is.
Chrem. Pooh, pooh!
Syr. A pleasant and agreeable woman this Courtesan.
Chrem. Why, so she seemed to me, in fact.