Here is (_pointing_) Mnesilochus’s father; come on; he’ll promise it to you. You ask for the money; (_meaningly_) as for the rest, a word will suffice. (_Cleomachus nods his understanding: they join Nicobulus_) _Nic._ Quid fit? Well? Well? _Chrys._ Ducentis Philippis rem pepigi. I’ve settled for two hundred pounds. _Nic._ Ah, salus mea, servavisti me. quam mox dico “dabo”? 880 (_ecstatic_) Ah, my salvation! you’ve saved me! How long before I say “I’ll pay”? _Chrys._ Roga hunc tu, tu promitte huic. (_to Cleomachus_) You make your demand of him: (_to Nicobulus_) you promise him. _Nic._ Promitto, roga. (_eagerly_) I promise: make your demand. _Cleom._ Ducentos nummos aureos Philippos probos dabin? Will you pay me two hundred good honest gold sovereigns? _Chrys._ “Dabuntur” inque. responde. (_to Nicobulus_) “I will”: say that. Answer him. _Nic._ Dabo. I will. _Chrys._ Quid nunc, impure? numquid debetur tibi? quid illi molestu’s? quid illum morte territas? et ego te et ille mactamus infortunio. si tibi est machaera, at nobis veruinast domi: qua quidem te faciam, si tu me inritaveris, confossiorem soricina nenia. iam dudum hercle equidem sentio, suspicio 890 quae te sollicitet: eum esse cum illa muliere. (_to Cleomachus_) What now, you beast? Is anything owed you? What are you annoying that gentleman for? What are you scaring him with murderous threats for? We’ll give you a horrible time of it, he and I together. You may have a sword, but we’ve got a little spit at home: if you get me roused, I’ll up with it and stick you fuller of holes than a squealing shrewmouse. Good Lord! Why, I saw it all long ago--how you’re suffering from the suspicion that he’s with the lady there. _Cleom._ Immo est quoque. Suspicion? He is there, too. _Chrys._ Ita me Iuppiter Iuno Ceres Minerva[23] Latona Spes Opis Virtus Venus Castor Polluces Mars Mercurius Hercules Summanus Sol Saturnus dique omnes ament, ut ille cum illa neque cubat neque ambulat neque osculatur neque illud quod dici solet. (_with unction_) So help me Jupiter, Juno, Ceres, Minerva, Latona, Spes, Ops, Virtus, Venus, Castor, Pollux, Mars, Mercury, Hercules, Summanus, Sol, Saturn, and all the gods, he is neither lying with her, nor walking with her, nor kissing her, nor anything else he has the name of doing. _Nic._ Ut iurat! servat me ille suis periuriis. (_aside_) What an oath! The man is saving me by perjuring himself. _Cleom._ Ubi nunc Mnesilochus ergost? Where is Mnesilochus at present, then? _Chrys._ Rus misit pater, illa autem in arcem abiit aedem visere 900 Minervae. nunc apertast. i, vise estne ibi.