tum aquam aufugisse dicito, si quis petet. cultrum, securim, pistillum, mortarium, quae utenda vasa semper vicini rogant, fures venisse atque abstulisse dicito profecto in aedis meas me absente neminem volo intro mitti. atque etiam hoc praedico tibi si Bona Fortuna veniat, ne intro miseris 100 And then water--if anyone asks for water, tell him it’s all run out. As for a knife, or an axe, or a pestle, or a mortar,--things the neighbours are all the time wanting to borrow--tell ’em burglars got in and stole the whole lot. I won’t have a living soul let into my house while I’m agone--there! Yes, and what’s more, listen here, if Dame Fortune herself comes along, don’t you let her in. _Staph._ Pol ea ipsa credo ne intro mittatur cavet, nam ad aedis nostras numquam adit, quamquam prope est. Goodness me, she won’t get in: she’ll see to that herself, I fancy. Why, she never comes to our house at all, no matter how near she is. _Eucl._ Tace atque abi intro. Keep still and go inside. (_advances on her_) _Staph._ Taceo atque abeo. (_hurrying out of reach_) I’m still, sir, I’m going! _Eucl._ Occlude sis fores ambobus pessulis. iam ego hic ero. Mind you lock the door, both bolts. I’ll soon be back. [EXIT _Staphyla_ INTO HOUSE. discrucior animi, quia ab domo abeundum est mihi. nimis hercle invitus abeo. sed quid agam scio. nam noster nostrae qui est magister curiae dividere argenti dixit nummos in viros, id si relinquo ac non peto, omnes ilico me suspicentur, credo habere aurum domi. 110 nam non est veri simile, hominem pauperem pauxillum parvi facere quin nummum petat. It’s agony having to leave the house, downright agony. Oh my God, how I do hate to go! But I have my reasons. The director of our ward gave notice he was going to make us a present of two shillings a man; and the minute I let it pass without putting in my claim, they’d all be suspecting I had gold at home, I’m sure they would. No, it doesn’t look natural for a poor man to think so little of even a tiny bit of money as not to go ask for his two shillings. nam nunc cum celo sedulo omnis, ne sciant, omnes videntur scire et me benignius omnes salutant quam salutabant prius; adeunt, consistunt, copulantur dexteras, rogitant me ut valeam, quid agam, quid rerum geram. nunc quo profectus sum ibo; postidea domum me rursum quantum potero tantum recipiam.