Phæd. He mentions you.
Ant. I know not what, but doubt
That he’s the messenger of some ill news.
Phæd. Have you your wits?
Geta. I’ll home: he’s chiefly there.
Phæd. Let’s call him back!
Ant. Holloa, you! stop!
Geta. Heyday!
Authority enough, be who you will.
Ant. Geta!