Oh well, I’ll give you the fattest music girl. (_turning to girls_) That means you, Phrygia: you go with him. As for you, Eleusium, you step over to our place. [EXEUNT _Eleusium_ AND OTHERS INTO HOUSE OF _Megadorus_. _Cong._ O Pythodice subdole, hucine detrusti me ad senem parcissimum? ubi si quid poscam, usque ad ravim poscam prius quam quicquam detur. Oh, you’re a wily one, Pythodicus! Shoving me off on this old screw, eh? If I ask for anything there, I can ask myself hoarse before I get a thing. _Pyth._ Stultus et sine gratia es. [4]tibi recte facere, quando quod facias perit. An ungrateful blockhead is what you are. The idea of doing you a favour, when it’s only thrown away! _Cong._ Qui vero? Eh? How so? _Pyth._ Rogitas? iam principio in aedibus turba istic nulla tibi erit: siquid uti voles, 340 domo abs te adferto, ne operam perdas poscere. his autem apud nos magna turba ac familia est supellex, aurum, vestis, vasa argentea: How so? Well, in the first place there won’t be an uproarious gang in that house to get in your way: if you need anything, just you fetch it from home so as not to waste time asking for it. Here at our establishment, though, we do have a great big uproarious gang of servants, and knick-knackery and jewellery and clothes and silver plate lying about. ibi si perierit quippiam--quod te scio facile abstinere posse, si nihil obviam est-- dicant: coqui abstulerunt, comprehendite, vincite, verberate, in puteum condite. horum tibi istic nihil eveniet: quippe qui ubi quid subripias nihil est. sequere hac me. Now if anything was missing,--of course it’s easy for you to keep your hands off, provided there’s nothing in reach,-- they’d say: “The cooks got away with it! Collar ’em! Tie ’em up! Thrash ’em! Throw ’em in the dungeon!” Now over there (_pointing to Euclio’s_) nothing like this will happen to you--as there’s nothing at all about for you to filch. (_going toward Euclio’s house_) Come along. _Cong._ Sequor. (_sulkily_) Coming. (_he and the rest follow_) II. 6. Scene 6. _Pyth._ Heus, Staphyla, prodi atque ostium aperi. (_knocking at door_) Hey! Staphyla! Come here and open the door. _Staph._ Qui vocat? 350 (_within_) Who is it? _Pyth._ Pythodicus. Pythodicus. _Staph._ Quid vis? (_sticking her head out_) What do you want? _Pyth._ Hos ut accipias coquos tibicinamque obsoniumque in nuptias. Megadorus iussit Euclioni haec mittere. Take these cooks and the music girl and the supplies for the wedding festival. Megadorus told us to take ’em over to Euclio’s. _Staph._ Cererin, Pythodice, has sunt facturi nuptias?