Two talents for her portion.——How unjust
And absolute is custom! I must now
Leave every thing, and find a stranger out,
On whom I may bestow the sum of wealth
Which I have so much labor’d to acquire.
[ SCENE IX.]
Enter Menedemus.
Mene. (to himself). Oh son, how happy hast thou made thy father,
Convinc’d of thy repentance!
Chrem. (overhearing). How mistaken!