_Mer._ Quin quae dixisti modo 410 omnia ementitu’s: equidem Sosia Amphitruonis sum. nam noctu hac soluta est navis nostra e portu Persico, et ubi Pterela rex regnavit oppidum expugnavimus. et legiones Teloboarum vi pugnando cepimus, et ipsus Amphitruo optruncavit regem Pterelam in proelio. You lie, I tell you: your every word has been a lie. I am Amphitryon’s Sosia, beyond dispute. Why, this very night we unmoored and left Port Persicus; and we have seized the city where King Pterelas held sway; and we subdued the legions of the Teloboians by our sturdy onslaught; and Amphitryon himself slew King Pterelas on the field of battle. _Sos._ Egomet mihi non credo, cum illaec autumare illum audio; hic quidem certe quae illic sunt res gestae memorat memoriter. sed quid ais? quid Amphitruoni doni a Telobois datum est? (_aside_) I can’t believe my own ears when I hear that fellow going on so. My word, he certainly does reel our doings there all off pat. (_aloud_) But I say--what was Amphitryon presented with from the Teloboian spoils? _Mer._ Pterela rex qui potitare solitus est patera aurea. A golden bowl that King Pterelas was wont to drink from. _Sos._ Elocutus est. ubi patera nunc est? (_aside_) He’s hit it! (_aloud_) Where is the bowl now? _Mer._ Est in cistula; 420 Amphitruonis obsignata signo est. In a little chest, sealed with Amphitryon’s signet. _Sos._ Signi dic quid est? What’s on the signet, tell me that? _Mer._ Cum quadrigis Sol exoriens. quid me captas, carnufex? Sol rising in a four horse chariot. (_blustering_) Why this attempt to catch me, caitiff? _Sos._ Argumentis vicit, aliud nomen quaerundum est mihi. nescio unde haec hic spectavit. iam ego hunc decipiam probe; nam quod egomet solus feci, nec quisquam alius affuit, in tabernaclo, id quidem hodie numquam poterit dicere. si tu Sosia es, legiones cum pugnabant maxume, quid in tabernaclo fecisti? victus sum, si dixeris. (_aside_) This evidence settles me. I’ve got to find me a new name. I don’t understand where he saw all this from. (_reflecting_) Ah, now I’ll trick him in good style. Yes, something I did when I was all alone, and not another soul there, in the tent,--he’ll never be able to tell me about that, anyway. (_aloud_) Well, if you’re Sosia, what did you do in the tent when the soldiers were in the thick of the fight? Answer me that and I give in. _Mer._ Cadus erat vini: inde implevi hirneam. There was a cask of wine: I drew off a jugful. _Sos._ Ingressust viam. (_aside_) He’s on the right track. _Mer._ Eam ego, ut matre fuerat natum, vini eduxi meri. 430 Then I drained it, wine pure as it came from its mother. _Sos._