SYR. Stay a little. SCENE IV. _Enter CTESIPHO, at the other side of the stage._ CTES. From any man, when you stand in need of it, you are glad to receive a service; but of a truth it is doubly acceptable, if he does you a kindness who ought to do so. O brother, brother, how can I sufficiently commend you? This I am quite sure of; I can never speak of you in such high terms but that your deserts will surpass it. For I am of opinion that I possess this one thing in especial beyond all others, a brother than whom no individual is more highly endowed with the highest qualities. SYR. O Ctesipho! CTES. O Syrus, where is Æschinus? SYR. Why, look-- he’s at home, waiting for you. CTES. (_speaking joyously._) Ha! SYR. What’s the matter? CTES. What’s the matter? ’Tis through him, Syrus, that I am now alive-- generous creature! Has he not deemed every thing of secondary importance to himself in comparison with my happiness? The reproach, the discredit, my own amour and imprudence, he has taken upon himself. There can be nothing beyond this; but what means that noise at the door? SYR. Stay, stay; ’tis {Æschinus} himself coming out. SCENE V. _Enter ÆSCHINUS, from the house of MICIO._ ÆSCH. Where is that villain? SAN. (_aside._) He’s looking for me.[43] Is he bringing any thing {with him}? Confusion! I don’t see any thing. ÆSCH. (_to CTESIPHO._) Ha! well met; you are the very man I was looking for. How goes it, Ctesipho? All is safe: away then with your melancholy. CTES. By my troth, I certainly will away with it, when I have such a brother as you. O my {dear} Æschinus! O my brother! Alas! I am unwilling to praise you any more to your face, lest you should think I do so rather for flattery than through gratitude. ÆSCH. Go to, you simpleton! as though we didn’t by this time understand each other, Ctesipho. This grieves me, that we knew of it almost too late, and that the matter had come to such a pass, that if all mankind had wished they could not possibly have assisted you. CTES. I felt ashamed. ÆSCH. Pooh! that is folly, not shame; about such a trifling matter {to be} almost {flying} the country![44] ’Tis shocking to be mentioned; I pray the Gods may forbid it! CTES. I did wrong. ÆSCH. (_in a lower voice._) What says Sannio to us at last? SYR. He is pacified at last. ÆSCH. I’ll go to the Forum to pay him off; you, Ctesipho, {step} in-doors to her. SAN. (_aside to SYRUS._) Syrus, do urge {the matter}. SYR. (_to ÆSCHINUS._) Let us be off, for he is in haste for Cyprus.[45] SAN. Not particularly so; although still, I’m stopping here doing nothing at all. SYR. It shall be paid, don’t fear. SAN. But he is to pay it all. SYR. He shall pay it all; only hold your tongue and follow {us} this way. SAN. I’ll follow. CTES. (_as SYRUS is going._) Harkye, harkye, Syrus. SYR. (_turning back._) Well now, what is it?