Chrem. How? No?
Mene. No, I say.
Chrem. What! nor Clinia?
Mene. Not a word;
But only press’d the marriage for to-day.
Chrem. Amazing!—But our Syrus? Did not he
Throw in a word or two?
Mene. Not he.
Chrem. How so?
Mene. Faith I can’t tell: but I’m amaz’d that you,