There’s a good fellow, Libanus,--that’s enough now! _Lib._ Numquam hercle hodie exorabis nam iam calcari quadrupedo agitabo advorsum clivom, postidea ad pistores dabo, ut ibi cruciere currens. asta ut descendam nunciam in proclivi, quamquam nequam es. 710 Not on your life--you don’t beg off this day. Why, now I’m going to dig the spurs in and trot you up a hill: afterwards I’ll hand you over to the millers to do some running for ’em at the end of a rawhide. Stand still! so that I can dismount on the slope now, even though you are a good-for-nothing beast. (_gets off_) _Argyr._ Quid nunc, amabo? quoniam, ut est libitum, nos delusistis, datisne argentum? How about it now? There’s a good fellow! Seeing you two have had your fill of sport with me, going to give us the money, are you? _Lib._ Si quidem mihi statuam et aram statuis atque ut deo mi hic immolas bovem: nam ego tibi Salus sum. Oh well, if you put me up an altar and statue, yes, and offer me up an ox here the same as a god: for I’m your goddess Salvation, I am. _Leon._ Etiam tu, ere, istunc amoves abs te atque[25] ipse me adgredere atque illa, sibi quae hic iusserat, mihi statuis supplicasque? Come, sir, get rid of that chap, won’t you, and apply to me in person, yes, and let me have those statues and supplications he ordered for himself. _Argyr._ Quem te autem divom nominem? Ah, and by what name does your godship pass? _Leon._ Fortunam, atque Obsequentem. Fortune, yes sir, Indulgent Fortune. _Argyr._ Iam istoc es melior. Now there’s where you are better. _Lib._ An quid est homini Salute melius? Eh? what’s better for a man than Salvation? _Argyr._ Licet laudem Fortunam, tamen ut ne Salutem culpem. I can praise Fortune and still not disparage Salvation. _Phil._ Ecastor ambae sunt bonae. Mercy me, they’re both good. _Argyr._ Sciam ubi boni quid dederint. I’ll know so when I get something good out of them. _Leon._ Opta id quod ut contingat tibi vis. Wish for something you want to happen to you. _Argyr._ Quid si optaro? What if I do? _Leon._ Eveniet. 720 It’ll come true. _Argyr._ Opto annum hunc perpetuom mihi huius operas. My wish is to have this lady’s attentions this whole next year through. _Leon._ Impetrasti. You’ve got it. _Argyr._ Ain vero? Really? really? _Leon._ Certe inquam. Sure thing I tell you. _Lib._ Ad me adi vicissim atque experire. exopta id quod vis maxime tibi evenire: fiet. It’s my turn--come over here and give me a trial. Long for something you most want to come true: it will. _Argyr._ Quid ego aliud exoptem amplius nisi illud cuius inopiast, viginti argenti commodas minas, huius quas dem matri.