(_laughing and clapping him on the shoulder_) Euclio, we must have a little carouse to-day, you and I. _Eucl._ Non potem ego quidem hercle. (_frightened_) None for me, sir, none for me! Carouse! Oh my Lord! _Mega._ At ego iussero 570 cadum unum vini veteris a me adferrier. But see here, I’ll just have a cask of good old wine brought over from my cellars. _Eucl._ Nolo hercle, nam mihi bibere decretum est aquam. No, no! I don’t care for any! The fact is I am resolved to drink nothing but water. _Mega._ Ego te hodie reddam madidum, si vivo, probe, tibi cui decretum est bibere aquam. (_digging him in the ribs_) I’ll get you properly soaked to-day, on my life I will, you with your “resolved to drink nothing but water.” _Eucl._ Scio quam rem agat: ut me deponat vino, eam adfectat viam, post hoc quod habeo ut commutet coloniam. ego id cavebo, nam alicubi abstrudam foris. ego faxo et operam et vinum perdiderit simul. (_aside_) I see his game! Trying to fuddle me with his wine, that’s it, and then give this (_looking under cloak_) a new domicile! (_pauses_) I’ll take measures against that: yes. I’ll secrete it somewhere outside the house. I’ll make him throw away his time and wine together. _Mega._ Ego, nisi quid me vis, eo lavatum, ut sacruficem. (_turning to go_) Well, unless I can do something for you, I’ll go take a bath and get ready to offer sacrifice. [EXIT INTO HOUSE. _Eucl._ Edepol, ne tu, aula, multos inimicos habes 580 atque istuc aurum quod tibi concreditum est. nunc hoc mihi factu est optumum, ut ted auferam, aula, in Fidei fanum: ibi abstrudam probe. Fides, novisti me et ego te: cave sis tibi, ne in me mutassis nomen, si hoc concreduo. ibo ad te fretus tua, Fides, fiducia. (_paternally to object under cloak_) God bless us both, pot, you do have enemies, ah yes, many enemies, you and the gold entrusted to you! As matters stand, pot, the best thing I can do for you is to carry you off to the shrine of Faith: I’ll hide you away there, just as cosy! You know me, Faith, and I know you: don’t change your name, mind, if I trust this to you. Yes, I’ll go to you, Faith, relying on your faithfulness. [EXIT _Euclio_. ACTVS IV ACT IV ENTER _Strobilus._ _Strob._ Hoc est servi facinus frugi, facere quod ego persequor, ne morae molestiaeque imperium erile habeat sibi. nam qui ero ex sententia servire servos postulat, in erum matura, in se sera condecet capessere. 590 sin dormitet, ita dormitet, servom sese ut cogitet.[13] (591)