Halloo, Syrus! Ctesipho desires you'll come back.

Get you gone. Pushes him back into the house.

What is it he says about Ctesipho?

Nothing.

How now, you hang-dog, is Ctesipho in the house?

He is not.

Then why does he mention him?

It's another person; a little diminutive Parasite. Don't you know him?

I will know him before long. Going to the door.

stopping him. What are you about? Whither are you going?

struggling. Let me alone.

holding him. Don't, I tell you.

Won't you keep your hands off, whip-scoundrel? Or would you like me to knock your brains out this instant ? Rushes into the house.

He's gone! no very pleasant boon-companion, upon my faith, particularly to Ctesipho. What am I to do now ? Why, even get into some corner till this tempest is lulled, and sleep off this drop of wine. That's my plan. Goes into the house, staggering.