Syrus. D’ye think
She jests? She’ll do it, if I don’t take heed.
Bacch. They sleep: i’ faith, I’ll rouse them. Hark ye, Phrygia,
Did you observe the villa of Charinus,
Which yonder fellow shew’d us?
Phry. I did, Madam.
Bacch. The next upon the right.
Phry. I recollect.
Didst note the villa of Charinus, which
That fellow just now show’d us? (Aloud.)