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Chr. I want to get things ready to return,

Now they are all prepared; but what is this?

Hercle! a boy babe. Woman, say, did you

Depose him here.

Mys. Where is he, where?

Chr. Why not respond to me?

Mys. Where is he, where?

What, run away and left me? fie for shame!

Dav. Faith of the gods! why, what a turmoil reigns

Now in the Forum! How men litigate,

And how all things are dear! Ah! what to think of things

I do not know.

Mys. But why leave me alone?

Dav. What do you prate about? Holloa! How now,

Mysis, whose babe is this? Who brought it here?

Mys. Eh? Are you mad, or what—to ask me that?

Dav. Who can I ask else? You alone are here.

Chr. I wonder whence he is.

Dav. Reply, will you,

To what I ask.

Mys. Ah!

Dav. [to Mysis.] Jump on this right hand.

Mys. Are you mad—yourself?

Dav. [to Mysis.] Now, if you speak a word

Save in reply to me—I say, beware!

Mys. You menace me?

Dav. Whence is he? Speak out plain.

Mys. From home.

Dav. Ah, ah, ah!—impudent beyond belief!

Chr. This is the Andrian's damsel, as I think.