Dem. Aye; to her next of kin: But why to us;
Or wherefore?
Phor. Oh! that matter is all settled:
Think on’t no more.
Dem. Not think on’t! I shall think
Of nothing else till there’s an end of this.
Phor. Words, words!
Dem. I’ll make them good.
Phor. But, after all,
With you I have no business, Demipho!