270 ‘PHILEMON.

Tra. “Come away from the door, I implore you.
Come to me. I am not afraid. I am on good terms
with the dead.”

A voice from within cried, “ Tranio!”’

“Don’t call me,” said the slave. “I tell you it
' wasn’t I that knocked; it was my master.”

Theo. “Whom are you talking to?”

Tra. “Was it you that called? On my word, I
thought it was the dead man remonstrating with me
because I had knocked at the door. But come away.
Cover your head and fly.” .

Theo. “ Why don’t you fly?”

Tra. “1am on good terms with the dead.”

Theo. “I thought you seemed very frightened.”

Tra. “Never mind about me; I can take care of
myself.” 5

A new danger now presented itself. A money-
lender, who had supplied the young Philolaches with
a considerable sum, appeared on the scene, and

‘loudly complained, after the habit of his kind, of the
very unlucky year he had had. He loudly demanded
his money, while Tranio vainly endeavoured to get
rid of him. If he would come back a little later he
should have it without fail. The money-lender, how-
ever, preferred to stay. He had been put off sev-
eral times before, and would wait no longer.
Meanwhile Theopropides returned. He had been
to see the person of whom he had bought the house,
and had told him the whole story. He had been