. I did, Madam.
BACCH. The next house on the right hand.
PHRY. I remember.
_Colman 1768_
Did you observe the villa of Charinus,
Which yonder fellow shew'd us?
PHRY. I did, Madam.
BACCH. The next upon the right.
PHRY. I recollect.

_Harper_
Detain'd by force; but that I'll find some means
_Colman 1768_
Detain'd by force; but I'll devise some means

_Harper_
SYRUS. The money's ready.
BACCH. Then
I stay.
SYRUS. This instant you shall have it, Bacchis.
_Colman 1768_
SYRUS. The money's ready for you
BACCH. Oh! then I stay.
SYRUS. You shall be paid directly.

_Harper_
But there I'll pay the money.
_Colman 1768_
But 'twill secure your money.]

SCENE IV.

_Enter DROMO._

DROMO. Who calls?

SYRUS. Syrus.

DROMO. Your pleasure! What's the matter now?

SYRUS. Conduct
All Bacchis' maids to your house instantly.

DROMO. Why so?

SYRUS. No questions: let them carry over
All they brought hither. Our old gentleman
Will think himself reliev'd from much expense
By their departure. Troth, he little knows
With how much loss this small gain threatens him.
If you're wise, Dromo, know not what you know.

DROMO. I'm dumb.

(_Exit DROMO, with BACCHIS' servants and baggage, into the house of
MENEDEMUS._

SCENE V.

_After which, enter CHREMES._

CHREM. (_to himself_). 'Fore Heav'n, I pity Menedemus.
His case is lamentable: to maintain
That jade and all her harlot family!
Although I know for some few days to come
He will not feel it; so exceedingly
He long'd to have his son: but when he sees
Such monstrous household riot and expense
Continue daily, without end or measure,
He'll wish his son away from him again.
But yonder's Syrus in good time. (_Seeing SYRUS._)

SYRUS. I'll to him. (_Aside._)

CHREM. Syrus!

SYRUS. Who's there? (_Turning about._)

CHREM. What now?

SYRUS. The very man!
I have been wishing for you this long time.

CHREM. You seem to've been at work with the old man.

SYRUS. What! at our plot? No sooner said than done.

CHREM. Indeed!

SYRUS. Indeed.

CHREM. I can't forbear to stroke
Your head for it. Good lad! come nearer, Syrus!
I'll do thee some good turn for this. I will,
I promise you. (_Patting his head._)

SYRUS. Ah, if you did but know
How luckily it came into my head!

CHREM. Pshaw, are you vain of your good luck?

SYRUS. Not I.
I speak the plain truth.

CHREM.