Scene VI.

Enter Chremes tipsy.

Chrem. So! so! - I'm in for't - and the wine I've drank Has made me reel again. - Yet while I sat, How sober I suppos'd myself! - But I No sooner rose, than neither foot, nor head, Knew their own business!

Pyth. Chremes!

Chrem. Who's that? - Ha! Pythias! - How much more handsome you seem now, Than you appear'd a little while ago!

Pyth. I'm sure you seem a good deal merrier.

Chrem. I'faith it's an old saying, and a true one, "Ceres and Bacchus are warm friends of Venus." - But, pray, has Thais been here long before me?

Pyth. Has she yet left the Captain's?

Chrem. Long time since: An age ago. They've had a bloody quarrel.

Pyth. Did not she bid you follow her?

Chrem. Not she: Only she made a sign to me at parting.

Pyth. Well, wasn't that enough?

Chrem. No, faith! I never At all conceiv'd her meaning, till the Captain Gave me the hint, and kick'd me out o' doors! - But here she is! I wonder how it was, I overtook her!