Scibam ego te nescire, at pol ego, qui ted expendi, scio: 300 nudus vinctus centum pondo es, quando pendes per pedes. I knew you didn’t know: but by the Lord, I know for I’ve weighed you. Stripped and tied you weigh a hundred pounds-- when you’re hanging by your heels. _Lib._ Quo argumento istuc? What’s your proof of that? _Leon._ Ego dicam, quo argumento et quo modo. ad pedes quando adligatumst aequom centumpondium, ubi manus manicae complexae sunt atque adductae ad trabem, nec dependes nec propendes--quin malus nequamque sis. I’ll tell you my proof and my method. When a fair hundred- weight is fastened to your feet, with the handcuffs hugging your hands lashed to a beam, you’re not a bit under or over the weight of--a good-for-nothing rascal. _Lib._ Vae tibi. You be damned! _Leon._ Hoc testamento Servitus legat tibi. Precisely what you are down for yourself in Slavery’s will. _Lib._ Verbivelitationem fieri compendi volo. quid istud est negoti? Let’s cut short this war of words. What’s that business of yours? _Leon._ Certum est credere, I’ve determined to trust you. _Lib._ Audacter licet. You can--boldly. _Leon._ Sis amanti subvenire familiari filio, tantum adest boni inproviso, verum commixtum malo: 310 omnes de nobis carnificum concelebrabuntur dies. Libane, nunc audacia usust nobis inventa et dolis. tantum facinus modo inveni ego, ut nos dicamur duo omnium dignissumi esse, quo cruciatus confluant, If you’ve got a mind to help the young master in his love affair, there’s such an unexpected supply of good luck come to hand--mixed with bad, though--that the public torturers will have a regular festival at our expense every day. Libanus, now we need grit and guile. I’ve just now come upon such a deed for us to do, that we two will be called the worthiest men alive--to be where the torture’s thickest. _Lib._ Ergo mirabar quod dudum scapulae gestibant mihi, hariolari quae occeperunt, sibi esse in mundo malum. quidquid est, eloquere. (_dryly_) Aha! I was wondering what made my shoulders tingle a while ago: they began prognosticating trouble was in pickle for ’em. Whatever it is, out with it! _Leon._ Magna est praeda cum magno malo. It’s a big prize and a big risk. _Lib._ Si quidem omnes coniurati cruciamenta conferant, habeo opinor familiare tergum, ne quaeram foris. No matter if they all combine to pile the torments on, I fancy I’ve got a back of my own, without having to look for one outside. _Leon._ Si istam firmitudinem animi optines, salvi sumus. 320 That’s the spirit, hold to it and we’re safe. _Lib._ Quin si tergo res solvenda est, rapere cupio publicum: pernegabo atque obdurabo, periurabo denique.