ll-nigh ruin'd me.
CLIT. I would it had,
As you deserv'd!
SYRUS. As I deserv'd!--How's that?----
_Colman 1768_
SYRUS. Away, you malapert! Your frowardness
Had well-nigh been my ruin.
CLIT. Would it had!
For you deserv'd it richly.
SYRUS. How! deserv'd it?
I'faith I'm glad I heard you say so much]

SCENE VII.

_Enter CHREMES._

CHREM. Where's Clitipho?

SYRUS (_to CLITIPHO_). Here, say.

CLIT. Here, Sir!

CHREM. Have you
Inform'd him of the business? (_To SYRUS._)

SYRUS. In good part.

CHREM. Here, take the money then, and carry it. (_To CLITIPHO._)

SYRUS. Plague, how you stand, log!--take it.

CLIT. Give it me. (_Awkwardly._)

SYRUS. Now in with me immediately!--You, Sir, (_To CHREMES._)
Be pleas'd meanwhile to wait our coming here;
There's nothing to detain us very long.
(_Exit CLITIPHO and SYRUS._

SCENE VIII.

_CHREMES alone._

My daughter now has had ten minae of me,
Which I account laid out upon her board:
Ten more her clothes will come to: and moreover
Two talents for her portion.----How unjust
And absolute is custom! I must now
Leave every thing, and find a stranger out,
On whom I may bestow the sum of wealth
Which I have so much labor'd to acquire.

SCENE IX.

_Enter MENEDEMUS._

MENE. (_to himself_). Oh son, how happy hast thou made thy father,
Convinc'd of thy repentance!

CHREM. (_overhearing_). How mistaken!

MENE. Chremes! I wish'd for you.--'Tis in your power,
And I beseech you do it, to preserve
My son, myself, and family.

CHREM. I'll do't.
Wherein can I oblige you?

MENE. You to-day
Have found a daughter.

CHREM. True. What then?

MENE. My Clinia
Begs your consent to marry her.

CHREM. Good Heaven!
What kind of man are you?

MENE. What mean you, Chremes?

CHREM. Has it then slipp'd your memory so soon,
The conversation that we had together,
Touching the rogueries they should devise,
To trick you of your money?

MENE. I remember.

CHREM. This is the trick.

MENE. How, Chremes? I'm deceiv'd.
'Tis as you say. From what a pleasing hope
Have I then fall'n!

CHREM. And she, I warrant you,
Now at your house, is my son's mistress? Eh!

MENE. So they say.

CHREM. What! and you believ'd it?

MENE. All.

CHREM. --And they say too he wants to marry her;
That soon as I've consented, you may give him
Money to furnish her with jewels, clothes,
And other necessaries.

MENE. Aye, 'tis