What is’t transports you? what d’ye want? art mad?
Why do ye start at me? and why not speak?
Chær. O happy, happy day!—Save you, dear friend!
There’s not a man on earth I’d rather see
This moment than yourself.
Anti. Come, tell me all!
Chær. Tell you! I will beseech you give me hearing.
D’ye know my brother’s mistress here?
Anti. I do:
Thais, I think.