Ex me audibis vera quae nunc falsa opinare, Hegio. sed hoc primum, me expurigare tibi volo. me insaniam 620 neque tenere neque mi esse ullum morbum, nisi quod servio. at ita me rex deorum atque hominum faxit patriae compotem, ut istic Philocrates non magis est quam aut ego aut tu. I’ll show you, Hegio, that all this you take for a lie is the truth. But first I want to clear myself with you, and assure you that I am not insane, and have no affliction except captivity. And now,--(_solemnly_) so may the King of heaven and earth restore me to my native land,--that fellow is no more Philocrates than you or I. _Hegio_ Eho dic mihi, quis illic igitur est? (_impressed_) Hey? Tell me, who is he then? _Arist._ Quem dudum dixi a principio tibi. hoc si secus reperies, nullam causam dico quin mihi et parentum et libertatis apud te deliquio siet. The man I told you he was to begin with, a while ago. If you find it otherwise, I make no objection to forfeiting my parents and my liberty and staying here with you. _Hegio_ Quid tu ais? (_to Tyndarus_) And you--what have you to say? _Tynd._ Me tuom esse servom et te meum erum. (_urbanely_) That I am your servant, and that you are my master. _Hegio_ Haud istuc rogo. fuistin liber? (_impatiently_) That isn’t what I’m asking about. Were you a freeman? _Tynd._ Fui. I was. _Arist._ Enim vero non fuit, nugas agit. He certainly was not. Absurd! _Tynd._ Qui tu scis? an tu fortasse fuisti meae matri obstetrix, qui id tam audacter dicere audes? (_superciliously_) How do you know? Or were you my mother’s midwife, perhaps, that you venture to speak with such assurance on this point? _Arist._ Puerum te vidi puer. 630 I saw you when we were both boys. _Tynd._ At ego te video maior maiorem: em rursum tibi. meam rem non cures, si recte facis. num ego curo tuam? Well, I see you now we are both grown-ups. There’s one for you! You wouldn’t meddle with my business, if you behaved decently. I don’t meddle with yours, do I? _Hegio_ Fuitne huic pater Thensaurochrysonicochrysides? Wasn’t his father called Ducatsdoubloonsandpiecesofeightson? _Arist._ Non fuit, neque ego istuc nomen umquam audivi ante hunc diem Philocrati Theodoromedes fuit pater. No sir, he was not, and I never heard that name before to-day. The father of Philocrates was Theodoromedes. _Tynd._ Pereo probe quin quiescis? idie rectum cor meum, ac suspende te. tu sussultas, ego miser vix asto prae formidine. (_aside, dryly_) I’m jolly well done for. Stop your noise, will you, heart? Go to the deuce, and be hanged to you! Jumping up and down, while I, poor devil, can hardly stand for fear! _Hegio_