Act IV. Sc. 3. ADELPHI. 159
Syr. He orders
Legs for a table, turned with feet of oak,
To eat off out of doors.
Dem.Or say, to drink —
You are given more to drink; well! I am off.
Syr. Right, you do right. I'll exercise your legs
To-day, I will, my busybody.
Where's Æschinus?
He should be here — confound him — dinner spoils!
There's Ctesipho all love. I must look cut
And take care of myself — to eat the fat
And drink the sweet — Ah! and to empty pots
And cans, and to be merry whilst we may.
ACT IV. — Scene 3. — Micio — Hegio.
Mic. Now, by my word of honour, Hegio,
I am delighted. I will make all straight;
I will repair all injury we've done.
Although, perchance, you deemed me one of those
Who, having done an injury, take affront
And quarrel rather than make reparation.
I cannot lay a claim to thanks for this,
Nor need you thank me, Hegio, as you do.
Heg. Nay, not for that: I never deemed you, Micio,
Other than what you are; but I entreat you
Come, calm the mother of the maiden's heart.
Tell her that our suspicions were ill-founded,
And that the Psaltrian was not bought for him,
But for his brother.
Mic. If you think it right,
Hence let us go.
