Scene VI.
Henry T. (Henry Thomas) Riley translation
Enter Chremes, somewhat drunk.
Chrem. Heyday! upon my faith, I’ve been bamboozled: the wine that I’ve drunk has got the upper hand. But, so long as I was reclining, how extremely sober I did seem to myself to be; when I got up, neither feet nor senses were quite equal to their duty.
Pyth. Chremes!
Chrem. (turning round.) Who’s that? What, Pythias; dear me, how much more charming you now seem to me than a short time since!
Pyth. Troth now, you are much more merry, that’s certain.
Chrem. Upon my faith, it is a true saying, that “Venus grows cold without Ceres and Bacchus.” But has Thais got here long before me?
Pyth. Has she already come away from the Captain’s?
Chrem. A long time ago; an age since. There has been a most violent quarrel between them.
Pyth. Did she say nothing about you following her?
Chrem. Nothing at all; only, on going away, she gave me a nod.
Pyth. Well now, wasn’t that enough?
Chrem. Why, I didn’t know that she meant that, until the Captain gave me an explanation, because I was dull of comprehension; for he bundled me out of the house. But look, here she is; I wonder how it was I got here before her.