Pooh! if it’s my back that is to pay the score, I’m ripe for sacking the Treasury: then I’ll say up and down I didn’t, stick to it I didn’t, yes, yes, take my solemn oath I didn’t. _Leon._ Em ista virtus est, quando usust qui malum fert fortiter; fortiter malum qui patitur, idem post potitur bonum. There! That’s courage--to take hard knocks like a man when occasion calls. The chap that endures hard knocks like a man enjoys a soft time later on. _Lib._ Quin rem actutum edisseris? cupio malum nanciscier. Why don’t you hurry up and unfold your tale? I long for some hard knocks. _Leon._ Placide ergo unum quidquid rogita, ut adquiescam. non vides me ex cursura anhelitum etiam ducere? Easy then with each question, so that I can get a rest. Don’t you see I’m still puffing after that run of mine? _Lib._ Age, age, mansero tuo arbitratu, vel adeo usque dum peris. All right, all right, I’ll wait till you’re ready, yes, ready to expire, for that matter. _Leon._ Ubinam est erus? (_after a pause_) Where the deuce is master? _Lib._ Maior apud forumst, minor hic est intus. Old one’s at the forum, young one’s inside here. (_pointing to Clearetas house_) _Leon._ Iam satis est mihi. That’ll do! I’m satisfied. _Lib._ Tum igitur tu dives es factus? Satisfied? So you’re a millionaire already, are you? _Leon._ Mitte ridicularia. 330 Don’t try to be funny. _Lib._ Mitto.[9] istuc quod adfers aures exspectant meae. I won’t. (_grandly_) My ears await your tidings. _Leon._ Animum adverte, ut aeque mecum haec scias. Listen here, and you’ll know about things as well as I do. _Lib._ Taceo. I’m dumb. _Leon._ Beas. meministin asinos Arcadicos mercatori Pellaeo nostrum vendere atriensem? (_ironically_) Oh, bliss! Do you remember those Arcadian asses our steward sold to the merchant from Pella? _Lib._ Memini. quid tum postea? I do. Well, what next? _Leon._ Em ergo is argentum huc remisit, quod daretur Saureae pro asinis. adulescens venit modo, qui id argentum attulit. Now then! He’s sent the money for ’em, to be paid to Saurea. A young chap’s just arrived with it. _Lib._ Ubi is homost? (_with a start_) Where is he? _Leon._ Iam devorandum censes, si conspexeris? Think he ought to be swallowed down the minute you spy him, eh? _Lib._ Ita enim vero. sed tamen, tu nempe eos asinos praedicas vetulos, claudos, quibus subtritae ad femina iam erant ungulae? 340 Aye, that I do! But let me see, of course you mean those poor old lame asses with their hoofs worn away up to their hocks? _Leon._ Ipsos, qui tibi subvectabant rure hue virgas ulmeas.