I am not at all angry either with you, (to SYRUS), or with you (to CLITIPHO); nor is it fair that you should be so with me for what I am doing.(He goes into his house.)SYRUS He’s gone. I wish I had asked him—CLITIPHO What, Syrus?SYRUS Where I am to get my subsistence; he has so utterly cast us adrift. You are to have it, for the present, at your sister’s, I find.CLITIPHO Has it then come to this pass, Syrus—that I am to be in danger even of starving?SYRUS So we only live, there’s hope—CLITIPHO What hope?SYRUS That we shall be hungry enough.CLITIPHO Do you jest in a matter so serious, and not give me any assistance with your advice?