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SCENE I.
Enter STRATIPPOCLES and CHÆRIBULUS.STRATIPPOCLES.
I grieve and fret my heart out, waiting how
Epidicus's promises will end—
In any thing, or nothing, I'd fain know—
Chæ.
'Tis my opinion, you seek aid elsewhere—
I from the first, knew you'd have none from him.
Stra.
Undone! undone!
Chæ.
Consider how absurd
Thus to torment yourself—
Stra.
By Hercules!
If I but once can catch him, he shall know
A slave shall never trick us unreveng'd—
What can he do, when you, who have at home
Money to spare, will not assist your friend.
Chæ.
Had I the money, I would promise freely—
In troth I would—But it is odds that something—
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From some place—or some other—from some person—
And you may have some hope—to share with me
In my good fortune.—
Stra.
You're a sneaking fellow—
Fie, fie upon you!—
Chæ.
Why to me this language!
Stra.
Because you're prating to me about something—
Some manner—from some place, and from some this—
Some that,—some t'other body—And all this
Nought to the purpose, nor do I attend to't—
Nor from this time shall I e'er more expect
From you assistance, than from one not born.—
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