What is it you mean? THEUROPIDES Who is this? What is he asking for? Why is he thus rudely speaking of my son Philolaches in this way, and giving you abuse to your face? What’s owing him? TRANIO (to THEUROPIDES.) I beg of you, do order the money to be thrown in the face of this dirty brute. THEUROPIDES I, order it? TRANIO Order the fellow’s face to be pelted with money. A BANKER (coming nearer.) I could very well put up with a pelting with money. THEUROPIDES (to TRANIO.) What money’s this? TRANIO Philolaches owes this person a little. THEUROPIDES How much? TRANIO About forty minae. A BANKER (to THEUROPIDES.) Really, don’t think much of that; it’s a trifle, in fact. TRANIO Don’t you hear him? Troth now, prithee, doesn’t he seem just suited to be a Banker—a generation that’s most roguish? THEUROPIDES I don’t care, just now, for that, who he is or whence he is; this I want to be told me, this I very much wish to know— I heard from him that there was interest owing on the money as well. TRANIO Forty-four minae are due to him. Say that you’ll pay it, that he may be off. THEUROPIDES I, say that I’ll pay it? TRANIO Do say so. THEUROPIDES What, I? TRANIO You yourself. Do only say so. Do be guided by me. Do promise. Come now, I say; I beg of you. THEUROPIDES Answer me; what has been done with this money? TRANIO It’s safe. THEUROPIDES Pay it yourselves then, if it’s safe, TRANIO Your son has bought a house. THEUROPIDES A house? TRANIO A house. THEUROPIDES Bravo! Philolaches is taking after his father! The fellow now turns to merchandize. A house, say you?