Why then, prithee, are you standing before the door as a stranger and an alien? Do go in-doors. Really you are no stranger; for, upon my faith, not one person this day does she more love in her heart and soul— (aside) if, indeed, you’ve got land and tenements. DINARCHUS Your tongues and talk are steeped in honey; your doings and dispositions are steeped in gall and sour vinegar. From your tongues you utter sweet words; you make your lovers of bitter heart if any don’t give you presents. ASTAPHIUM I’ve not learnt to say what’s false. DINARCHUS It was not this liberality of mine that taught you to say what’s false, but those niggardly fellows who are struggling against their appetites. You are a sly one, and the same artful coaxer that you used to be. ASTAPHIUM How ardently longed for have you returned from abroad! But, prithee, do come, my mistress wants to see you. DINARCHUS How so, pray? ASTAPHIUM You alone of all mankind does she love.