DORUS. Parmeno said he was. He gave me these clothes. PHÆD. I’m undone! DORUS. He himself put on mine; afterward, they both went out together. PYTH. Now are you quite satisfied that I am sober, and that we have told you no falsehood? Is it now sufficiently evident that the girl has been ravished? PHÆD. Avaunt, you beast, do you believe what he says? PYTH. What is there to believe? The thing speaks for itself. PHÆD. (_apart to DORUS._) Step aside a little this way. Do you hear? (_DORUS steps aside._) A little further still. That will do. Now tell me this once more; did Chærea take your clothes off you? DORUS. He did. PHÆD. And did he put them on? DORUS. He did. PHÆD. And was he brought here instead of you? DORUS. Yes. PHÆD. Great Jupiter! O wicked and audacious fellow! PYTH. Woe unto me! Now at last will you believe that we have been insulted in a disgraceful manner? PHÆD. It is no wonder that you believe what the fellow says. (_Aside._) What I’m to do I know not. (_Aside to DORUS._) Hark you, deny {it all} again. (_Aloud._) Can I not this day extract the truth from you? Did you {really} see my brother Chærea? DORUS. No. PHÆD. He can’t be brought to confess without being punished, I see: follow me this way. At one moment he affirms, at another denies. (_Aside._) Ask pardon of me. DORUS. Indeed, I do entreat you, Phædria. PHÆD. (_kicking him._) Be off in-doors. DORUS. Oh! oh! PHÆD. (_aside._) How in any other fashion to get decently out of this I don’t know; for really it’s all up {with me}. (_Aloud, with pretended indignation._) Will you be trifling with me even here, you knave? (_Follows DORUS into the house._) SCENE V. _PYTHIAS and DORIAS._ PYTH. I’m as certain that this is the contrivance of Parmeno as that I’m alive. DORIAS. So it is, {no doubt}. PYTH. I’faith, I’ll find out a method to-day to be even with him. But now, what do you think ought to be done, Dorias? DORIAS. Do you mean with regard to this girl? PYTH. Yes; whether I ought to mention it or be silent? DORIAS. Upon my word, if you are prudent, you won’t know what you do know, either about the Eunuch or the girl’s misfortune. By this method you’ll both rid yourself of all perplexity, and have done a service to her.[92] Say this only, that Dorus has run away. PYTH. I’ll do so. DORIAS. But don’t I see Chremes? Thais will be here just now. PYTH. Why so? DORIAS. Because when I came away from there, a quarrel had just commenced between them. PYTH. Take in these golden {trinkets}; I shall learn from him what’s the matter. (_DORIAS takes the casket into the house._) SCENE VI. _Enter CHREMES, somewhat drunk._ CHREM. Heyday! upon my faith, I’ve been bamboozled: the wine that I’ve drunk has got the upper hand. But, so long as I was reclining, how extremely sober I did seem to myself to be; when I got up, neither feet nor senses were quite equal to their duty. PYTH. Chremes!