Dem. Greetings to you; but where is Antipho?
Phæd. That you have arrived in safety——
Dem. I believe it; answer my question.
Phæd. He is well; he’s close at hand; but is every thing quite to your wishes?
Dem. I wish it was so, indeed.
Phæd. What’s the matter?
Dem. Do you ask me, Phædria? You people have cooked up a fine marriage in my absence.
Phæd. What now, are you angry with him for that?
Geta (apart.) What a clever contriver!
Dem. Have I not reason to be angry with him? I long for him to come into my sight, that he may know that through his faultiness, from being a mild father, I am become a most severe one.