When you choose, read on; I devote to you the attention of my ears. NICOBULUS (looking close.) Bless me! the letters are small. CHRYSALUS To one, indeed, who cannot see well with his eyes but they are quite large enough for one who can see well. NICOBULUS Give your attention then. (He reads.) Father, I beseech you, do give two hundred Philippeans to Chrysalus, if you wish me to be safe or alive for you— CHRYSALUS By my troth, really a very great mistake, I tell you. NICOBULUS What’s the matter? CHRYSALUS He hasn’t first written the salutation to you. NICOBULUS (looking.) I don’t see it anywhere. CHRYSALUS Even from its very commencement the letter is an impertinent one. If you are wise, you’ll not give it; but at the best, if you give it him, why, let him find out some other porter for himself, if he is wise; for I won’t carry it if you order me ever so much. I’ve been quite enough suspected as it is, when I was guiltless of a fault.