Sos. (holding up a ring and examining it.) Unless my fancy deceives me, surely this is the ring which I suspect it to be, the same with which my daughter was exposed.
Chrem. (apart.) Syrus, what is the meaning of these expressions?
Sos. Nurse, how is it? Does it not seem to you the same?
Nur. As for me, I said it was the same the very instant that you showed it me.
Sos. But have you now examined it thoroughly, my dear nurse?
Nur. Thoroughly.
Sos. Then go in-doors at once, and if she has now done bathing, bring me word. I’ll wait here in the mean time for my husband.
Syr. (apart.) She wants you, see what it is she wants; she is in a serious mood, I don’t know why; it is not without a cause—I fear what it may be.
Chrem. What it may be? I’ faith, she’ll now surely be announcing some important trifle, with a great parade.
Sos. (turning round.) Ha! my husband!