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te myself from these troubles; on the contrary, if the matter is concealed, {I am} in dread-- but if disclosed, in disgrace. Neither should I now go home, were not a hope {still} presented me of retaining her. But where, I wonder, can I find Geta, that I may ask him what opportunity he would recommend me to take for meeting my father? SCENE VII. _Enter PHORMIO, at a distance._ PHOR. (_to himself._) I received the money; handed it over to the Procurer; brought away the woman, that Phaedria might have her as his own-- for she has {now} become free. Now there is one thing still remaining for me to manage,-- to get a respite from the old gentlemen for carousing; for I'll enjoy myself the {next} few days. ANT. But {here's} Phormio. (_Going up to him._) What have you to say? PHOR. About what? ANT. Why-- what's Phaedria going to do now? In what way does he say that he intends to take his fill of love? PHOR. In his turn, he's going to act your part. ANT. What {part}? PHOR. To run away from his father; he begs that you in your return will act on his behalf-- to plead his cause for him. For he's going to carouse at my house. I shall tell the old man that I'm going to Sunium, to the fair, to purchase the female servant that Geta mentioned a while since, so that, when they don't see me here, they mayn't suppose that I'm squandering their money. But there is a noise at the door of your house. ANT. See who's coming out. PHOR. It's Geta. SCENE VIII. _Enter GETA, at a distance, hastily, from the house of DEMIPHO._ GETA. (_to himself._) O fortune! O good luck![80] with blessings how great, how suddenly hast thou loaded this day with thy favors to my master Antipho!-- ANT. (_apart to PHORMIO._) I wonder what it is he means. GETA. (_continuing._) And relieved us, his friends, from alarm; but I'm now delaying, in not throwing my cloak[81] over my shoulder (_throws it over his shoulder_), and making haste to find him, that he may know what has happened. ANT. (_apart to PHORMIO._) Do you understand what he's talking about? PHOR. (_apart to ANTIPHO._) Do you? ANT. (_apart to PHORMIO._) Not at all. PHOR. (_apart to ANTIPHO._) And I just as much. GETA. (_to himself._) I'll be off hence to the Procurer's; they are there just now. (_Runs along._) ANT. (_calling out._) Halloo! Geta! GETA. (_still running._) There's for you. Is it any thing new or wonderful to be called back, directly y
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