Si quam debes, te condono: tibi habe, numquam abs te petam. sed quid est quapropter nobis vos malum minitamini? If you owe anything, I’ll forgive it you: keep it yourself-- I’ll never come to you for it. But what’s the reason for your threatening us with trouble? _Phil._ Quia nostros agnos conclusos istic esse aiunt duos. Because they say our lambs are shut up in there, (_pointing to house_) two of them. _Nic._ Et praeter eos agnos meus est istic clam mordax canis: qui nisi nobis producuntur iam atque emittuntur foras, arietes truces nos erimus, iam in vos incursabimus. And besides those lambs, there’s a dog of mine, a biter, skulking in there: unless these beasts are produced for us immediately and let out of doors, we’ll turn into ferocious rams, and immediately butt you. _Bacch._ Soror, est quod te volo secreto. Sister, I want a word with you in private, (_takes her aside_) _Soror._ Eho, amabo. (_inquiringly_) Well, well, there’s a dear! _Nic._ Quo illaec abeunt? Where are they off to? _Bacch._ Senem illum tibi dedo ultenorem, lepide ut lenitum reddas; 1150 ego ad hunc iratum adgrediar, si possumus nos hos intro inlicere huc. I give that further old fellow (_pointing to Philoxenus_) over to you to get nicely pacified; I’ll make up to this bear, (_indicating Nicobulus_) and we’ll see if we can’t lure them inside here. _Soror_ Meum pensum ego lepide accurabo, quamquam odiost mortem amplexari. (_without enthusiasm_) I’ll take care of my stint nicely enough, even though it is sickening to hug a death’s-head. _Bacch._ Facito ut facias. See you do it. _Soror_ Taceas. tu tuom facito: ego quod dixi haud mutabo. Hush! You do your share, and I won’t fail to keep my word. _Nic._ Quid illaec illic in consilio duae secreto consultant? What are they scheming, those two, in that secret session? _Phil._ Quid ais tu, homo? (_awkwardly_) I say, old fellow. _Nic._ Quid me vis? What do you want? _Phil._ Pudet dicere me tibi quiddam. There’s something I’m ashamed to tell you. _Nic._ Quid est quod pudeat? What is it you are ashamed of? _Phil._ Sed amico homini tibi quod volo credere certumst. nihili sum. But to a good friend like you--yes, I’m going to own up to what I want. (_pauses_) I’m an ass. _Nic._ Istuc iam pridem scio. sed qui nihili es? id memora. I have known that for some time. But why are you an ass? Explain that. _Phil._ Tactus sum vehementer visco; cor stimulo foditur. (_with a wry smile_) I’m most confoundedly caught in bird-lime; my heart’s pierced by a goad. _Nic._ Pol tibi multo aequius est coxendicem. sed quid istuc est? etsi iam ego ipsus quid sit probe scire puto me; 1160 verum audire etiam ex te studeo.