Hae. That is no city, which belongs to one man.
Cr. Is not the city held to be the ruler's?
Hae. Thou wouldst make a good monarch of a desert.
Cr. This boy, it seems, is the woman's champion.740
Hae. If thou art a woman; indeed, my care is for thee.
Cr. Shameless, at open feud with thy father!
Hae. Nay, I see thee offending against justice.
Cr. Do I offend, when I respect mine own prerogatives?
Hae. Thou dost not respect them, when thou tramplest on the gods' honours.
Cr. O dastard nature, yielding place to woman!
Hae. Thou wilt never find me yield to baseness.
Cr. All thy words, at least, plead for that girl.
Hae. And for thee, and for me, and for the gods below.
Cr. Thou canst never marry her, on this side the grave.750
Hae. Then she must die, and in death destroy another.
Cr. How! doth thy boldness run to open threats?
Hae. What threat is it, to combat vain resolves?
Cr. Thou shalt rue thy witless teaching of wisdom.
Hae. Wert thou not my father, I would have called thee unwise.
Cr. Thou woman's slave, use not wheedling speech with me.
Hae. Thou wouldest speak, and then hear no reply?
