Geta. I am obliged to you; and I return you thanks for not having forgotten me.
Dav. Especially as people’s ways are nowadays; things are come to such a pass, if a person repays you any thing, you must be greatly obliged to him. But why are you out of spirits?
Geta. What, I? You little know what terror and peril I am in.
Dav. What’s the matter?
Geta. You shall know, if you can only keep it secret.
Dav. Out upon you, simpleton; the man, whose trustworthiness you have experienced as to money, are you afraid to intrust with words? In what way have I any interest in deceiving you?
Geta. Well then, listen.
Dav. I give you my best attention.
Geta. Davus, do you know Chremes, the elder brother of our old gentleman?
Dav. Why should I not?