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Dem. “My son, indeed! the poor fool!”

Phor. “Very good; if you are so wise, go to the
court, and ask for another trial. You are master
here; and though no one else can have a cause tried
twice over, you must have your own way.”

Dem. “Well, I know that I’ve been cheated.
Still, to save trouble, I will suppose that the girl is
related tome. Take her away, and I’ll pay twenty
pounds.”

Phor. “ A pretty story, indeed! A girl is married,
and you propose to give her a paltry sum of money,
and send her away!”

Dem. “Well, Vll manage it somehow, and not
rest till I have.”

Phor. “ Demipho, I have nothing to do with you.
It is your son aE is concerned, not you. You are
too old to marry.”

Dem. “JT shall turn him out of my neuse! if he
objects.”

Phor. “My dear sir, would it not be better to put
up with what can’t be undone? Let us be friends.”

Dem. “Friends! As if I wanted to be friends
with you!” .

Phor. “ Make it up with her, and she’ll be such a
comfort to your old age. Remember your years, my
dear sir.”

Dem. “ She may comfort you; J don’t want her.”

Phor. “Don’t be angry!”

Dem. “Enough of this! Except you take the