Phor. If you will let me have her for a wife, as you promised, I’ll take her; but if you prefer that she should stay with you, the portion must stay with me, Demipho. For it isn’t fair that I should be misled for you, as it was for your own sakes that I broke off with the other woman, who was to have brought me a portion just as large.
Dem. Away with you to utter perdition, with this swaggering, you vagabond. What, then, do you fancy we don’t know you, or your doings?
Phor. You are provoking me.
Dem. Would you have married her, if she had been given to you?
Phor. Try the experiment.
Dem. That my son might cohabit with her at your house, that was your design.
Phor. Pray, what is that you say?
Dem. Then do you give me my money?
Phor. Nay, but do you give me my wife?
Dem. Come before a magistrate. (Going to seize hold of him.)