For six, nay seven months, I had not seen him,
Till now, when least I wish’d and most would shun it.
Is not this monstrous? Eh!
Par. Oh! very monstrous.
Chær. Soon as from far he saw me, instantly,
Bent, trembling, drop-jaw’d, gasping, out of breath,
He hobbled up to me.—“Holo! ho! Chærea!”——
I stopp’d.—“D’ye know what I want with you?”—“What?”
—“I have a cause to-morrow.”—“Well! what then?”——
—“Fail not to tell your father, he remember