THE GHOST. 265

came bustling in with some very alarming news.
He had been sent by his master down to the har-
bour, with instructions to buy some fish. When the
young man saw him, he only supposed that the
errand had been accomplished. “Ah!” he said,
“Tyanio at last! Now we shall be able to dine.” —
“Philolaches!” cried the man, breathlessly, for he
had been running as fast as he could.

Philolaches. “Well, what is it?”

Tranio. “You and I—”

Phil. “What about you and me?”
- Tra. “ Are undone.”

Phil, “What do you mean?”

Tra. “Your father has come back.”

Phil. “Where is he?” é

Tra. “ At the harbour.” .

Phil. “Who saw him?”

Tra. “1 did, with my own eyes.”

Phil. “Well, if that’s true, it is all over with me.”

Tra. “True! of course it is true. What should
I tell a lie for?”

Phil. “But what am I to do?”

Tra. “Get rid of your company here in the first
place. Who is that asleep on the couch there?”
. Phil. “That is Callidamates. Wake~ him,” he
went on, speaking to another of the guests.

Guest. “ Callidamates, Callidamates, wake up!”

Callidamates. “I am awake. Give me something
to drink.”