Chrem. Speak.
Syrus. How wrong is this,
Or rather what extravagance and madness,
To punish him for my offense!
Chrem. Away!
Do not you meddle. No one blames you, Syrus!
Nor need you to provide a sanctuary,
Or intercessor.
Syrus. What is it you do?
Chrem. I am not angry, nor with you, nor him: