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SCENE III.
Enter DEMIPHO and NAUSISTRATA.Dem.
Come then, Nausistrata, afford us now
A little of your usual art, and try
To put this woman in good humour with us:
That what is done, she may do willingly.
Nau.
I will.
Dem.
—And now assist us with your counsel,
As with your cash a little while ago.
Nau.
With all my heart: and I am only sorry
That 'tis my husband's fault I can't do more.
Dem.
How so?
Nau.
Because he takes such little care
Of the estate my father nurs'd so well:
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To draw Two Talents by the year. But ah!
What difference between man and man!
Dem.
Two Talents?
Nau.
Ay—in worse times than these—and yet Two Talents
Dem.
Huy!
Nau.
What, are you surpriz'd?
Dem.
Prodigiously.
Nau.
Would I had been a man! I'd shew—
Dem.
No doubt.
Nau.
—By what means—
Dem.
Nay, but spare yourself a little
For the encounter with the girl: lest she,
Flippant and young, may weary you too much.
Nau.
—Well, I'll obey your orders: but I see
My husband coming forth.
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