Ctes. What shall we do, Syrus?
Syr. You only be off in-doors, I’ll see to that.
Ctes. If he makes any inquiries, you have seen me nowhere; do you hear?
Syr. Can you not be quiet?
They retreat to the door of Micio’s house, and Ctesipho stands in the doorway.
[ Scene II.]
Enter Demea, on the other side of the stage.
Dem. (to himself.) I certainly am an unfortunate man. In the first place, I can find my brother nowhere; and then, in the next place, while looking for him, I met a day-laborer[65] from the farm; he says that my son is not in the country, and what to do I know not——
Ctes. (apart.) Syrus!
Syr. (apart.) What’s the matter?