For ’tis a common saying, and a true,
That strictest law is oft the highest wrong.
Chrem. I mean not to evade it.
Syrus. No, I’ll warrant.
Nay you, though others did, could never think on’t;
For all the world imagines you’ve acquir’d
A fair and handsome fortune.
Chrem. I will carry
The money to her instantly myself.
Syrus. No; rather send it by your son.