Enter Clitipho, and Chremes following.
Chrem. How now?
What manners are these, Clitipho? does this
Become you?
Clit. What’s the matter?
Chrem. Did not I
This very instant see you put your hand
Into yon wench’s bosom?
Syrus. So! all’s over:
I am undone. (Aside.)