Come on, shake out your cloak. _Strob._ Tuo arbitratu. (_doing so_) Anything you say. _Eucl._ Ne inter tunicas habeas. Um! probably under your tunic. _Strob._ Tempta qua lubet. (_cheerfully_) Feel anywhere you please. _Eucl._ Vah, scelestus quam benigne: ut ne abstulisse intellegam. novi sycophantias. age rusum ostende huc manum dexteram. Ugh! you rascal! How obliging you are! That I may think you didn’t take it! I’m up to your dodges. (_searches him_) Once more now--out with your hand, the right one. _Strob._ Em. (_obeying_) There you are. _Eucl._ Nunc laevam ostende. Now the left one. _Strob._ Quin equidem ambas profero. 650 (_obeying_) Why, certainly: here’s the both of ’em. _Eucl._ Iam scrutari mitto. redde huc. Enough of this searching. Now give it here. _Strob._ Quid reddam? What? _Eucl._ A, nugas agis, certe habes. Oh-h! Bosh! You must have it! _Strob._ Habeo ego? quid habeo? I have it? Have what? _Eucl._ Non dico, audire expetis. id meum, quidquid habes, redde. I won’t say: you’re too anxious to know. Anything of mine you’ve got, hand it over. _Strob._ Insanis: perscrutatus es tuo arbitratu, neque tui me quicquam invenisti penes. Crazy! You went all through me as much as you liked without finding a solitary thing of yours on me. _Eucl._ Mane, mane. quis illic est? quis hic intus alter erat tecum simul? perii hercle: ille nunc intus turbat, hunc si amitto hic abierit. postremo hunc iam perscrutavi, his nihil habet. abi quo lubet. (_excitedly_) Wait, wait! (_turns toward temple and listens_) Who’s in there? Who was that other fellow in there along with you? (_aside_) My Lord! this is awful, awful! There’s another one at work in there all this time. And if I let go of this one, he’ll skip off. (_pauses_) But then I’ve searched him already: he hasn’t anything. (_aloud_) Off with you, anywhere! (_releases him with a final cuff_) _Strob._ Iuppiter te dique perdant. (_from a safe distance_) You be everlastingly damned! _Eucl._ Haud male egit gratias. ibo intro atque illi socienno tuo iam interstringam gulam. fugin hinc ab oculis? abin an non. (_aside, dryly_) Nice way he has of showing his gratitude. (_aloud, sternly_) I’ll go in there, and that accomplice of yours--I’ll strangle him on the spot. Are you going to vanish? Are you going to get out, or not? (_advances_) _Strob._ Abeo. (_retreating_) I am, I am! _Eud._ Cave sis[15] te videam. 660 And kindly see I don’t set eyes on you again. [EXIT _Euclio_ TOWARD TEMPLE. IV. 5. Scene 5. _Strob._