Chrem. ’Fore heaven, friend, as far as I can judge,
You’ll soon be weary of your son again.
But be it as it may, give cautiously,
A little at a time, if you are wise.
The thing I wanted.
Chrem. So shall he the sooner
Demand the money; you, as you desire,
The sooner give.
Mene. ’Tis my desire indeed.
Chrem. ’Troth, friend, as far as I can judge of this,