Micio. No, I dare say, not you: for I was wond’ring
What business could have brought you here.—He blushes.
All’s safe, I find. (Aside.)
Æsch. (recovering.) But prithee, tell me, Sir,
What brought you here?
Micio. No business of my own.
But a friend drew me hither from the Forum,
To be his advocate.
Æsch. In what?
Micio. I’ll tell you.