Chapter 188

_Manent DEMIPHO and CHREMES._

DEM. What means this?

CHREM. (_looking after NAUSISTRATA_). Is the door shut?

DEM. It is.

CHREM. O Jupiter! The Gods take care of us. I've found my daughter Married to your son.

DEM. Ha! how could it be?

CHREM. It is not safe to tell you here.

DEM. Step in then.

CHREM. But hark ye, Demipho!--I would not have Even our very sons inform'd of this. (_Exeunt._