This house is tenanted by some poor women,
Whom, I believe, you know not;—Nay, I’m sure on’t,
For ’twas but lately they came over hither.
Æsch. Well?
Micio. A young woman and her mother.
Æsch. Well?
Micio. The father’s dead.—This friend of mine, it seems,
Being her next relation, by the law
Is forc’d to marry her.
Æsch. Confusion! (Aside.)