He retires into the alley.
[ ACT THE FIFTH.]
[ Scene I.]
Enter Demipho and Chremes, from Demipho’s house.
Dem. I do give and return hearty thanks to the Gods, and with reason, brother, inasmuch as these matters have turned out for us so fortunately. We must now meet with Phormio as soon as possible, before he squanders our thirty minæ, so that we may get them from him.
Enter Phormio, coming forward, and speaking aloud, as though not seeing them.
Phor. I’ll go see if Demipho’s at home; that as to what[83]—
Dem. (accosting him.) Why, Phormio, we were coming to you.
Phor. Perhaps about the very same affair. (Demipho nods assent.) I’ faith, I thought so. What were you coming to my house for? Ridiculous; are you afraid that I sha’n’t do what I have once undertaken? Hark you, whatever is my poverty, still, of this one thing I have taken due care, not to forfeit my word.
Chrem. (to Demipho.) Is she not genteel-looking,[84] just as I told you?