Chrem. Very good.
Syr. Tell me, please, what you think of it.
Chrem. Extremely good, I declare.
Syr. Why yes, pretty fair. But listen, what a piece of policy still remains. He is then to say that he has seen your daughter—that her beauty charmed him as soon as he beheld her; and that he desires her for a wife.
Chrem. What, her that has just been discovered?
Syr. The same; and, in fact, he’ll request that she may be asked for.
Chrem. For what purpose, Syrus? For I don’t altogether comprehend it.
Syr. O dear, you are so dull.
Chrem. Perhaps so.
Syr. Money will be given him for the wedding—with which golden trinkets and clothes——do you understand me?