Syrus. Afraid indeed, as if
It was not in your pow’r, whene’er you pleas’d,
To clear yourself, and tell the whole affair.
Clin. Well, well, let Bacchis be brought over then!
Syrus. Well said; and here she comes.
[ SCENE III.]
Enter Bacchis, Phrygia, etc., at another part of the stage.
Bacch. Upon my life,
This Syrus with his golden promises
Has fool’d me hither charmingly! Ten minæ