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Enter CTESIPHO, at the other side of the stage.
From any man, when you stand in need of it, you are glad to receive a service; but of a truth it is doubly acceptable, if he does you a kindness who ought to do so. O brother, brother, how can I sufficiently commend you? This I am quite sure of; I can never speak of you in such high terms but that your deserts will surpass it. For I am of opinion that I possess this one thing in especial beyond all others, a brother than whom no individual is more highly endowed with the highest qualities. SYRUS
O Ctesipho! CTESIPHO
O Syrus, where is Aeschinus? SYRUS
Why, look--he's at home, waiting for you. CTESIPHO
speaking joyously. Ha! SYRUS
What's the matter? CTESIPHO
What's the matter? 'Tis through him, Syrus, that I am now alive--generous creature! Has he not deemed every thing of secondary importance to himself in comparison with my happiness? The reproach, the discredit, my own amour and imprudence, he has taken upon himself. There can be nothing beyond this; but what means that noise at the door? SYRUS
Stay, stay; 'tis Aeschinus himself coming out.
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