DEM. I know it is so, and that circumstance is a cause of anxiety to me; and I shall never cease trying, until I’ve made good what I promised you. SCENE II. _Enter GETA, on the other side of the stage, not seeing DEMIPHO or CHREMES._ GETA. (_to himself._) I never saw a more cunning fellow than this Phormio. I came to the fellow to tell him that money was needed, and by what means it might be procured. Hardly had I said one half, when he understood me; he was quite delighted; complimented me; asked where the old man was; gave thanks to the Gods that an opportunity was afforded him for showing himself no less a friend to Phædria than to Antipho: I bade the fellow wait for me at the Forum; whither I would bring the old gentleman. But see, here’s the very man (_catching sight of the Old Man_). Who is the further one? Heyday, Phædria’s father has got back! still, brute beast that I am, what was I afraid of? Is it because two are presented instead of one for me to dupe? I deem it preferable to enjoy a two-fold hope. I’ll try for it from him from whom I first intended: if he gives it me, well and good; if I can make nothing of him, then I’ll attack this new-comer. SCENE III. _Enter ANTIPHO from the house, behind at a distance._ ANT. (_to himself._) I’m expecting every moment that Geta will be here. But I see my uncle standing close by, with my father. Ah me! how much I fear what influence his return may have upon my father! GETA. (_to himself._) I’ll accost them. (_Goes up to them._) O welcome to you, our {neighbor} Chremes. CHREM. Save you, Geta. GETA. I’m delighted to see you safe returned. CHREM. I believe you. GETA. How go matters? CHREM. Many changes here upon my arrival, as usually the case. GETA. True; have you heard what has happened to Antipho? CHREM. All. GETA. (_to DEMIPHO._) What, have you told him? Disgraceful conduct, Chremes, thus to be imposed on. DEM. It was about that I was talking to him just now. GETA. But really, on carefully reflecting upon this matter I think I have found a remedy. DEM. What {is} the remedy? GETA. When I left you, by accident Phormio met me. CHREM. Who {is} Phormio? GETA. He who {patronized} her. CHREM. I understand. GETA. It seemed to me that I might first sound him; I took the fellow aside: “Phormio,” said I, “why don’t we try to settle these matters between us rather with a good grace than with a bad one? {My} master’s a generous {man}, and one who hates litigation; but really, upon my faith, all his friends were just now advising him with one voice to turn her instantly out of doors.” ANT. (_apart._) What is he about? Or where is this to end at last?