They all come forward.
Phor. (to Geta.) And that he knows who her father was?
Geta. He does deny it.
Phor. And that he knows who Stilpho was?
Geta. He does deny it.
Phor. Because the poor thing was left destitute, her father is disowned; she herself is slighted: see what avarice does.
Geta (in a loud voice.) If you are going to accuse my master of avarice, you shall hear what you won’t like.
Dem. Oh, the impudence of the fellow! Does he come on purpose to accuse me?
Phor. For really, I have no reason why I should be offended at the young man, if he did not know him; since that person, when growing aged and poor, and supporting himself by his labor, generally confined himself to the country; there he had a piece of land from my father to cultivate; full oft, in the mean time, did the old man tell me that this kinsman of his neglected him: but what a man? The very best I ever saw in all my life.
Geta (in a loud voice.) Look to yourself as well as to him, how you speak.