_Chr._ Peace, prithee, peace! (_To Sostrata._) Now, wife, you see I was right for once. Gorgo knows nothing about her. _Sost._ I told you she didn’t, Chremes. _Chr._ But then you said she lived with the widow. You see she doesn’t, 1189 And Gorgo does. _Sost._ I can’t believe it. Antiphila told me The widow’s name; and then the very clothes she wore The day she was stolen, she has laid by. _Chr._ Eh! said she so? Then you should have sent for the woman, told her to bring the clothes. _Sost._ So, Chremes, I did, but the poor old lady’s too ill to come: But the clothes were sent. I have seen them. _Chr._ And are they the same? _Sost._ They are. _Chr._ Why then did you not spare me all this trouble, wife? Why did you not tell me before of the clothes? _Sost._ You would not hear! _Chr._ Not hear! when all the time I was asking you this and that. Ye gods! have ye never made one reasonable woman? Don’t you see that the clothes are the chiefest matter of all? 1200 Why, they’re a proof. _Sost._ Then do you believe? _Chr._ Ay, wife, come in. I think we have found our daughter. _Gor._ Oho! ho! ho! [_Exeunt Sost. and Chr._ O he does make me laugh. And when he finds all out, the silly old man, at last, How I shall love to see him! _Pam._ Indeed you must not stay. _Gor._ Why not? _Pam._ Why, don’t you see how mad he’ll be? _Gor._ He will. _Pam._ He’ll want that forty pounds. _Gor._ He may want. _Pam._ I am afraid You cannot keep it. _Gor._ I not keep it? What! d’ye think I’d give it him back? _Pam._ I think you had better make sure of it. Take my advice and go. _Gor._ I am sorry to go, and yet What should I stay for now? There’ll be no dinner. _Pam._ No, 1210 That there won’t. _Gor._ Well, make my excuses, & give your father My kind congratulations. _Pam._ Go! _Gor._ With the same to you. Antiphila’s quite a dove. _Pam._ Do go! _Gor._ Good-bye, my lad. It’s wisest to go, I see: but if the old man should ask Where I am gone to ... _Pam._ Well? _Gor._ Why, tell him I’m gone to spend His forty pounds in the town. Ta ta! [_Exit._