Alienus ego? alienus illi? aha, Hegio, numquam istuc dixis neque animum induxis tuom; tibi ille unicust, mi etiam unico magis unicus. 150 (_choking_) An outsider? I? An outsider to that boy? Oh-h-h, Hegio! don’t say a thing like that, don’t let such a thought enter your mind, ever! Your only son, yes,--but he was even more than that to me: he was my only only! (_sobs violently_) _Hegio_ Laudo, malum cum amici tuom ducis malum, nunc habe bonum animum. I appreciate this, that you consider your friend’s disaster your own. (_patting him on the back_) Come now, take heart. _Erg._ Eheu, huic illud dolet, quia nunc remissus est edendi exercitus. Oh, dear! oh, dear! here’s (_rubbing his stomach_) where it hurts: my whole commissary department has been disbanded now, you see. _Hegio_ Nullumne interea nactu’s, qui posset tibi remissum quem dixti imperare exercitum? (_smiling_) And meantime haven’t you hit upon anyone that could reorganize the department you say is disbanded? _Erg._ Quid credis? fugitant omnes hanc provinciam, quoi optigerat postquam captust Philopolemus tuos. Would you believe it? Every one keeps fighting shy of the office ever since your Philopolemus, its duly elected occupant, was captured. _Hegio_ Non pol mirandum est fugitare hanc provinciam, multis et multigeneribus opus est tibi militibus: primumdum opus est Pistorensibus: 160 eorum sunt aliquot genera Pistorensium: opus Paniceis est, opus Placentinis quoque; opus Turdetanis, opust Ficedulensibus; iam maritumi omnes milites opus sunt tibi. Bless my soul! no wonder they fight shy of it. You need many recruits, of many sorts, too: why, in the first place you need Pad-u-ans;[B] and there are several kinds of Paduans: you need the support of Bologna, and you need Frankfurters too; you need Leghorners and you need Pis-ans, and furthermore you need every fighter in fin land. [Footnote B: Here, as in the lines 880-883, the translator craves pardon for distorting the ages and spoiling the climes in his efforts to secure something of the effect of the original puns.] _Erg_ Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent; hic qualis imperator nunc privatus est. (_appreciatively_) How often it does happen that the greatest talents are shrouded in obscurity! This man now-- what a generalissimo, and here he is only a private citizen! _Hegio_ Habe modo bonum animum, nam illum confido domum in his diebus me reconciliassere. nam eccum hic captivom adulescentem intus Aleum, prognatum genere summo et summis ditiis: 170 hoc illum me mutare confido pote.