Paid the procurer; carried off the wench;
Who’s free, and now in Phædria’s possession.
One thing alone remains to be dispatch’d;
To get a respite from th’ old gentlemen
To tipple some few days, which I must spend
In mirth and jollity.
Ant. But yonder’s Phormio.— (Goes up.)
What now?
Phor. Of what?
Ant. What’s Phædria about?