Scene III
Enter Demea.
Dem. Confusion! I have heard that Ctesipho
Was present with his brother at this riot.
This is the sum of all my miseries,
If he, even he, a sober, hopeful lad,
May be seduc’d into debaucheries.
—But where shall I inquire for him? I warrant
They have decoy’d him into some vile brothel.
That profligate persuaded him, I’m sure.
—But here comes Syrus.—I shall know from him
What is become of Ctesipho.—And yet
This rascal’s of the gang; and if he once
Perceives that I’m enquiring after him,
He’ll never tell, a villain!—I’ll take care
To cover my design.
—But here comes Syrus; he can tell me all.
And yet this slave is of the gang; and if
He once perceives that I’m inquiring for him,
He’ll never tell me any thing; a rogue!
I’ll not discover my design.