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I commend him; O Ctesipho, you take after your father. Well, I do pronounce you a man.
SYRUS
Commend him? Assuredly he will keep his hands to himself in future, if he’s wise.
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DEMEA
’Twas done with spirit.
SYRUS
Very much so, to be beating a poor woman, and me, a slave, who didn’t dare strike him in return; heyday! very spirited indeed!
DEMEA
He could not have done better; he thought the same as I did, that you were the principal in this affair. But is my brother within?
DEMEA
I’m thinking where to look for him.
SYRUS
I know where he is—but I shall not tell you at present.
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DEMEA
Ha! what’s that you say?
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DEMEA
Then I’ll break your head for you this instant.
SYRUS
I can’t tell the person’s name he’s gone to, but I know the place where he lives.
DEMEA
Tell me the place then.
SYRUS
Do you know the portico down this way, just by the shambles?
DEMEA
How should I but know it?
SYRUS
Go straight along, right up that street; when you come there,
there is a descent right opposite that goes down-ward, go straight down that; afterward, on this side (extending one hand), there is a chapel: close by it is a narrow lane,
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where there’s also a great wild fig-tree.
