ave nothing. This misfortune I met
with not long since, nor does my father as yet know {any thing of the
matter}. (_Exit._

SCENE II.

_Enter CLINIA from the house of CHREMES._

CLIN. (_to himself._) If my love-affairs had been prosperous for me,
I am sure she would have been here by this; but I'm afraid that the
damsel has been led astray here in my absence. Many things combine to
strengthen this opinion in my mind; opportunity, the place, her age,
a worthless mother, under whose control she is, with whom nothing but
gain is precious.

_Enter CLITIPHO._

CLIT. Clinia!

CLIN. Alas! wretched me!

CLIT. Do, pray, take care that no one coming out of your father's
house sees you here by accident.

CLIN. I will do {so}; but really my mind presages I know not what
misfortune.

CLIT. Do you persist in making up your mind upon that, before you know
what is the fact?

CLIN. Had no misfortune happened, she would have been here by this.

CLIT. She'll be here presently.

CLIN. When will that presently be?

CLIT. You don't consider that it is a great way from here.[35]
Besides, you know the ways of women, while they are bestirring
themselves, {and} while they are making preparations a {whole} year
passes by.

CLIN. O Clitipho, I'm afraid--

CLIT. Take courage. Look, here comes Dromo, together with Syrus: they
are close at hand. (_They stand aside._)

SCENE III.

_Enter SYRUS and DROMO, conversing at a distance._

SYR. Do you say so?

DRO. 'Tis as {I told you},-- but in the mean time, while we've been
carrying on our discourse, these women have been left behind.

CLIT. (_apart._) Don't you hear, Clinia? Your mistress is close at
hand.

CLIN. (_apart._) Why yes, I do hear now at last, and I see and revive,
Clitipho.

DRO. No wonder; they are so encumbered; they are bringing a troop of
female attendants[36] with them.

CLIN. (_apart._) I'm undone! Whence come these female attendants?

CLIT. (_apart._) Do you ask me?

SYR. We ought not to have left them; what a quantity of things they
are bringing!

CLIN. (_apart._) Ah me!

SYR. Jewels of gold, {and} clothes; it's growing late too, and they
don't know the way. It was very foolish of us {to leave them}. Just go
back, Dromo, and meet them. Make haste-- why do you delay? (_Exit
DROMO._

CLIN. (_apart._) Woe unto wretched me! --from what high hopes am I
fallen!

CLIT. (_apart._) What's the matter? Why, what is it that troubles you?

CL