Clit. Give it me. (Awkwardly.)
Syrus. Now in with me immediately!—You, Sir, (To Chremes.)
Be pleas’d meanwhile to wait our coming here;
There’s nothing to detain us very long.
Exit Clitipho and Syrus.
[ SCENE VIII.]
Chremes alone.
My daughter now has had ten minæ of me,
Which I account laid out upon her board:
Ten more her clothes will come to: and moreover