And yet forgive him afterward, and then
With an ill grace too.
Chrem. Ah, you do not know
How much this grieves me.
Mene. Well, well, take your way.
But tell me, do you grant me my request
That this your new-found daughter wed my son?
Or is there aught more welcome to you?
Chrem. Nothing.
The son-in-law and the alliance please me.