give him that much. _Ge._ "And then there's a bit of a house mortgaged for two hundred more." _Dem._ Ow! that's too much. _Chr._ No, that's all right. Let him have that two hundred from me. _Ge._ "Then I must buy a little maid for my wife," says he, "and I've got to have a little more furniture, and then there's all the wedding expenses. Put all that down at an even two hundred more." _Dem._ [_in a rage_]. Then let him bring as many suits as he wants to. I won't give a cent. What, is the dirty fellow making game of me? _Chr._ O, do please keep still! I only ask that you have your son marry that girl that we know of. This girl is being sent off for my sake; so it's only right that I should pay for it. _Ge._ Phormio says to let him know as soon as possible if you are going to give Phanium to him, in order that he may break his engagement with the other girl; for her people have promised the same dowry. _Chr._ Well, we will give it to him, so let him break his other engagement and marry the girl. _Dem._ And a plague on him into the bargain! _Chr._ [_to Demipho_]. Very fortunately, I have brought some money with me--the rent I have collected from my wife's Lemnian estate. I'll take it out of that, and tell her that you needed it. The two old men go into Chremes' house; and now Geta finds himself confronted by the indignant Antipho, who has hardly been able to contain himself during this (to him) inexplicable dialogue, in which his wife was being coolly bargained away. It is only with the greatest difficulty that Geta can make the angry bridegroom appreciate the ruse by which the money has been obtained for Phædria's use. In the end Antipho goes off to tell the news to Phædria. Demipho and Chremes now come out, the former with a bag of money in his hand. He wants it understood that no one can cheat him; he is going to be very business-like and have ample witness to the transactions. Chremes' only desire is that the business may be settled as soon as possible. Demipho now tells Geta to lead the way to Phormio, and they start toward the Forum. Chremes' troubles are only in part allayed. His Lemnian daughter's marriage with Antipho seems now safely provided for, but where _is_ his Lemnian daughter and her mother? That they are here in Athens fills him with terror. He paces back and forth in deep thought, muttering: Where _can_ I find those women now, I wonder? And just at this moment out from Demipho's house comes old Sophrona, Phanium's nurse, who also seems to be in great distress: