TRA. (_to himself_). The fellow's deceived. (_To the_ BANKER.)
I heartily bid you hail, my _friend_ Saturides [2].
BAN. And hail to you. What about the money?
TRA. Be off with you, will you, you brute. Directly you come, you
commence the attack [3] against me.
BAN. (_apart_). This fellow's empty-handed.
TRA. (_overhearing him_). This fellow's surely a conjurer.
BAN. But why don't you put an end to this trifling?
TRA. Tell me, then, what it is you want.
BAN. Where is Philolaches?
TRA. You never could have met me more opportunely than you have met me.
BAN. How's that?
TRA. (_taking him aside_). Step this way.
BAN. (_aloud_). Why isn't the money repaid me?
TRA. I know that you have a good voice; don't bawl out so loud. BAN.
(_aloud_). I' faith, I certainly shall bawl out.
TRA. O, do humour me _now_.
BAN. What do you want me to humour you in?
TRA. Prithee, be off hence home.
BAN. Be off? TRA. Return here about mid-day.
BAN. Will the interest be paid then?
TRA. It will be paid. Be off.
BAN. Why should I run to and fro here, or use or waste my pains? What if
I remain here until mid-day in preference?
TRA. Why no; be off home. On my word, I'm telling the truth. Only do be
off.
BAN. (_aloud_). Then do you pay me my interest. Why do you trifle
_with me_ this way?
TRA. Bravo! faith. Really now, do be off; do attend to me.
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