Who see so clearly into all the rest,
Should stick at this.—But that arch villain Syrus
Has form’d and moulded your son too so rarely.
That nobody can have the least suspicion
That this is Clinia’s mistress.
Chrem. How?
Mene. I pass
Their kisses and embraces. All that’s nothing.
Chrem. What is there more that he can counterfeit?
Mene. Ah! (Smiling.)