PHOR. When you are in doubt which in especial to partake of. When you enter upon a consideration how delicious these things are, and how costly they are, the person who provides them, must you not account him a very God-- neither more nor less? GETA. The old man is coming; take care what you are about; the first onset is the fiercest; if you stand that, then, afterward, you may play just as you please. (_They retire to a distance._) SCENE II. _Enter, at a distance, DEMIPHO, HEGIO, CRATINUS, and CRITO, following him._ DEM. Well now-- did you ever hear of an injury being done to any person in a more affronting manner than this has to me? Assist me, I do beg of you. GETA (_apart._) He’s in a passion. PHOR. (_apart._) Do you mind your cue; I’ll rouse him just now. (_Stepping forward and crying aloud._) Oh immortal Gods! does Demipho deny that Phanium here is related to him? GETA. He does deny it. DEM. (_to his friends._) I believe it is the very man I was speaking about. Follow me. (_They all come forward._) PHOR. (_to GETA._) And that he knows who her father was? GETA. He does deny it. PHOR. And that he knows who Stilpho was? GETA. He does deny it. PHOR. Because the poor thing was left destitute, her father is disowned; she herself is slighted: see what avarice does. GETA (_in a loud voice._) If you are going to accuse my master of avarice, you shall hear what you won’t like. DEM. Oh, the impudence {of the fellow}! Does he come on purpose to accuse me? PHOR. For really, I have no reason why I should be offended at the young man, if he did not know him; since that person, when growing aged {and} poor, and supporting himself by his labor, generally confined himself to the country; there he had a piece of land from my father to cultivate; full oft, in the mean time, did the old man tell me that this kinsman of his neglected him: but what a man? The very best I {ever} saw in {all} my life. GETA (_in a loud voice._) Look to yourself as well as to him, how you speak. PHOR. (_with affected indignation._) Away, to utter perdition, {with you}. For if I had not formed such an opinion of him, I should never have incurred such enmity with your family on her account, whom he now slights in such an ungenerous manner. GETA (_aloud._) What, do you persist in speaking abusively of my master in his absence, you most abominable fellow? PHOR. Why, it’s {just} what he deserves. GETA (_aloud._) Say you so, you jail-bird? DEM. (_calling aloud._) Geta! GETA (_aloud._) A plunderer of people’s property-- a perverter of the laws! DEM. (_calling aloud._) Geta! PHOR. (_apart, in a low voice._) Answer him. GETA. Who is it? (_Looking round._) Oh!---- DEM. Hold your peace. GETA. He has never left off uttering abuse against you behind your back, unworthy of you, and {just} befitting himself.