Syrus. Confusion!— (Comes forward.)
Stay, Bacchis, Bacchis! where d’ye send that girl?
Bid her stop!
Bacch. Go! (To Phrygia.)
Syrus. The money’s ready for you.
Bacch. Oh! then I stay.
Syrus. You shall be paid directly.
Syrus. The money’s ready.
Bacch. Then
I stay. (Phrygia returns.)