Syrus. This instant you shall have it, Bacchis.
Bacch. When you please; I don’t press you.
Syrus. But d’ye know
What you’re to do?
Bacch. Why, what?
Syrus. You must go over,
You and your equipage, to Menedemus.
Bacch. What are you at now, sauce-box?
Syrus. Coining money
For your use, Bacchis.