d leave my house directly:
For I've no friend at home except myself.

DEM. I know it; and 'tis that which touches me.
Nor are there any means I'll leave untried,
Till I have made my promise to you good.

[Changes:

_Harper_
CHREM. It seems the mother, grown impatient
_Colman 1768_
CHREM. Her mother grown, it seems, impatient

Inform'd me of their safe arrival hither.
_Harper edition reads "safe arrival higher"_]

SCENE II.

_Enter, at another part of the stage, GETA._

GETA (_to himself_). I never saw a more shrewd rogue than Phormio.
I came to let him know we wanted money,
With my advice for getting it; and scarce
Had I related half, but he conceiv'd me.
He was o'erjoy'd; commended me; demanded
To meet with Demipho; and thank'd the god;
That it was now the time to show himself
As truly Phaedria's friend as Antipho's.
I bade him wait us at the Forum; whither
I'd bring th' old gentleman.--And there he is!
--But who's the furthermost? Ha! Phaedria's father.
--Yet what was I afraid of, simpleton?
That I have got two dupes instead of one?
Is it not better that my hopes are doubled?
--I'll attack him, I first propos'd. If he
Answers my expectation, well: if not,
Why then have at you, uncle!

[Changes:

_Harper_
With my advice for getting it; and scarce
_Colman 1768_
With my device for getting it; and scarce]

SCENE III.

_Enter behind, ANTIPHO._

ANT. (_to himself_). I expect
Geta's arrival presently.--But see!
Yonder's my uncle with my father.--Ah!
How do I dread his influence!

GETA. I'll to them.
Oh, good Sir Chremes! (_Going up._)

CHREM. Save you, save you, Geta!

GETA. I'm glad to see you safe arriv'd.

CHREM. I thank you.

GETA. How go affairs?

CHREM. A world of changes here,
As usual at first coming home again.

GETA. True. Have you heard of Antipho's affair?

CHREM. The whole.

GETA (_to DEMIPHO_). Did you inform him, Sir?--'Tis monstrous, Chremes,
To he so shamefully impos'd upon!

DEM. 'Twas on that point I was just talking with him.

GETA. And I too, having turn'd it in my thoughts,
Have found, I think, a remedy.

DEM. How, Geta?
What remedy?

GETA. On leaving you, by chance
I met with Phormio.

CHREM. Who is Phormio?

GETA. The girl's solicitor.

CHREM. I understand.

GETA. I thought within myself, "suppose I found him!"
And taking him aside, "Now prithee, Phormio,
Why don't you try to settle this affair
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