Chrem. Ah!
Syrus. A pleasant,
Good sort of girl, this wench of Clinia’s.
Chrem. Aye, so she seems.
Syrus. And handsome.
Chrem. Well enough.
Syrus. Not like the maids of old, but passable,
As girls go now: nor am I much amaz’d
That Clinia dotes upon her. But he has,
Alas, poor lad! a miserable, close,