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The Comedies of Terence

by Terence

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Scene IX

Enter Menedemus.

Mene. (to himself). Oh son, how happy hast thou made thy father,

Convinc’d of thy repentance!

Chrem. (overhearing). How mistaken!

Mene. Chremes! I wish’d for you.—’Tis in your power,

And I beseech you do it, to preserve

My son, myself, and family.

Chrem. I’ll do’t.

Wherein can I oblige you?

Mene. You to-day

Have found a daughter.

Chrem. True. What then?

Mene. My Clinia

Begs your consent to marry her.

Chrem. Good Heaven!

What kind of man are you?

Mene. What mean you, Chremes?

Chrem. Has it then slipp’d your memory so soon,

The conversation that we had together,

Touching the rogueries they should devise,

To trick you of your money?

Mene. I remember.

Chrem. This is the trick.

Mene. How, Chremes? I’m deceiv’d.

’Tis as you say. From what a pleasing hope

Have I then fall’n!

Chrem. And she, I warrant you,

Now at your house, is my son’s mistress? Eh!

Mene. So they say.

Chrem. What! and you believ’d it?

Mene. All.

Chrem. —And they say too he wants to marry her;

That soon as I’ve consented, you may give him

Money to furnish her with jewels, clothes,

And other necessaries.

Mene. Aye, ’tis so:

The money’s for his mistress.

Chrem. To be sure.

Mene. Alas, my transports are all groundless then.

—Yet I would rather bear with any thing,

Than lose my son again.—What answer, Chremes,

Shall I return with, that he mayn’t perceive

I’ve found him out, and take offense?

Chrem. Offense!

You’re too indulgent to him, Menedemus!

Mene. Allow me. I’ve begun, and must go through.

Do but continue to assist me, Chremes.

Chrem. Say we have met, and treated of the match.

Mene. Allow me. I’ve begun, and must go through.

Do but continue to assist me.

Chrem. Say,

That we have met, and treated of the match.

Mene. Well; and what else?

Chrem. That I give full consent;

That I approve my son-in-law;—In short,

You may assure him also, if you please,

That I’ve betroth’d my daughter to him.

Mene. Good!

The very thing I wanted.

Chrem. So your son

The sooner shall demand the money of you;

And so shall you, according to your wish

The sooner give.

Mene. It is my wish indeed.

Chrem. ’Fore heaven, friend, as far as I can judge,

You’ll soon be weary of your son again.

But be it as it may, give cautiously,

A little at a time, if you are wise.

The thing I wanted.

Chrem. So shall he the sooner

Demand the money; you, as you desire,

The sooner give.

Mene. ’Tis my desire indeed.

Chrem. ’Troth, friend, as far as I can judge of this,

You’ll soon be weary of your son again.

But as the case now stands, give cautiously,

A little at a time, if you are wise.

Mene. I will.

Chrem. Go in, and see what he demands.

If you should want me, I’m at home.

Mene. ’Tis well.

For I shall let you know, do what I will.

Exeunt severally.

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