Clit. I would it had,
As you deserv’d!
Syrus. As I deserv’d!—How’s that?——
Before you touch’d the cash, that I was just
About to give you.
Clit. Why, what can I say?
You went away; came back, beyond my hopes,
And brought my mistress with you; then again
Forbade my touching her.
Syrus. Well, well, I can’t