Dem. Now she has.
Chrem. O Jupiter! the Gods do befriend us; I have found that it is my daughter married to your son.
Dem. Ha! How can that possibly be?
Chrem. This spot is not exactly suited for me to tell it you.
Dem. Well then, step in-doors.
Chrem. Hark you, I don’t wish our sons even to come to know of this.
They go into Demipho’s house.
[ Scene VI.]
Enter Antipho.
Ant. I’m glad that, however my own affairs go, my brother has succeeded in his wishes. How wise it is to cherish desires of that nature in the mind, that when things run counter, you may easily find a cure for them! He has both got the money, and released himself from care; I, by no method, can extricate myself from these troubles; on the contrary, if the matter is concealed, I am in dread—but if disclosed, in disgrace. Neither should I now go home, were not a hope still presented me of retaining her. But where, I wonder, can I find Geta, that I may ask him what opportunity he would recommend me to take for meeting my father?