item, had money left in your keeping and swore and swore
it wasn't; item, repeatedly exhausted by your toughness
eight strong lictors equipped with pliant elm rods.
(_pause_) Have I celebrated my colleague highly enough
to pay him back--eh, what?

_Leon._

Ut meque teque maxime atque ingenio nostro decuit.

(_thoughtfully_) Yes, pretty much what you and I and our
characters deserved.

_Lib._

Iam omitte ista atque hoc quod rogo responde.

Drop your nonsense now and answer me this question.

_Leon._

Rogita quod vis.

Ask your question.

_Lib._

Argenti viginti minas habesne?

(_triumphantly_) The eighty pounds, have you got it?

_Leon._

Hariolare.
edepol senem Demaenetum lepidum fuisse nobis: 580
ut adsimulabat Sauream med esse quam facete!
nimis aegre risum contini, ubi hospitem inclamavit,
quod se absente mihi fidem habere noluisset.
ut memoriter me Sauream vocabat atriensem.

You're a prophet! By gad, old Demaenetus did do the handsome
thing by us. The way he pretended I was Saurea--clever, my
word! I did have a deuce of a time holding in when he hauled
our guest over the coils for not being willing to trust me
in his absence. The way he remembered to keep calling me
steward Saurea!

_Lib._

Mane dum.

(_looking toward Cleareta's house_) Wait, though!

_Leon._

Quid est?

What's up?

_Lib._

Philaenium estne haec quae intus exit
atque Argyrippus una?

Isn't this Philaenium coming out here, yes, and Argyrippus
along with her?

_Leon._

Opprime os, is est. subauscultemus.

(_in low tone_) Shut your mouth--so it is. Let's do some
eaves-dropping (_they retire_)

_Lib._

Lacrumantem lacinia tenet lacrumans. quidnam esse dicam?
taciti auscultemus.

Both crying and she holding on to the lappet of his cloak!
What on earth is the matter! Let's keep still and listen.

_Leon._

Attatae, modo hercle in mentem venit,
nimis vellem habere perticam.

Oh-h! Jove! It has just occurred to me; how I do wish I had
a pole!

_Lib._

Quoi rei?

What for?

_Leon._

Qui verberarem
asinos, si forte occeperint clamare hinc ex crumina 590

To whop those asses, if they happen to start braying in the
wallet here.

III. 3.

Scene 3.