Be cautious of your conduct! no imprudence!
You know how shrewd and keen your father is;
And I know your intemperance too well.
No double-meanings, glances, leers, sighs, hems,
Coughing, or titt’ring, I beseech you, Sir!
Clit. I’ll play my part——
Syrus. Look to’t!
Clit. To your content.
Syrus. But see, the women! they’re soon after us. (Looking out.)
Clit. Where are they?— (Syrus stops him.) Why d’ye hold me?