E’en eat it for your pains. About it then!
Geta. I do beseech you.
Phor. (to himself.) What if he inquire?——
Geta. Our only hope’s in you.
Phor. (to himself). I have it!—Then,
Suppose he offer to return the girl?——
Geta. You urg’d us to it.
Phor. (to himself). Aye! it shall be so.
Geta. Assist us!
Phor. Let him come, old gentleman!