Chrem. Alone?

Mene. Alone.

Chrem. Undone!

Mene. No sooner in,

But they made fast the door.

Chrem. Ha! And was Clinia

Witness to this?

Mene. He was.—Both he and I.

Chrem. Bacchis is my son’s mistress, Menedemus.

I’m ruin’d.