Scene IV

Enter Pythias.

Pyth. Oh, sweet, charming, Sir!

Chre. A coaxing hussy!

Pyth. Thais begs and prays

You’d come again to-morrow.

Chre. I am going

Into the country.

Pyth. Nay, now prithee come?

Chre. I can’t, I tell you.

Pyth. Walk in, then, and stay

Till she returns herself.

Chre. Not I.

Pyth. And why,

Dear Chremes?

Chre. Off, you saucy slut!

Chre. Go, and hang yourself!

Pyth. Well, Sir,

Since you’re so positive, shall I entreat you

To go to her?

Chre. I will.

Pyth. Here, Dorias! (A maid-servant enters.)

Conduct this gentleman to Captain Thraso’s.

Pythias re-enters.—Chremes goes out another way with Dorias.