_Grip._ Let the cholerick Amphitryon speak; and let the peaceable hold his peace. _Amph._ [_To Polid._] You may remember that I whispered you, not to part from the stern one single moment. _Polid._ You did so. _Grip._ No more words then: I proceed to sentence. _Jup._ 'Twas I that whispered him; and he may remember I gave him this reason for it, that, if our men were beaten, I might secure my own retreat. _Polid._ You did so. _Grip._ Now again he is as true as the other. _Tran._ You know I was paymaster: what directions did you give me the night before the battle? _Grip._ To which of the you's art thou speaking? _Merc._ It should be a double u; but they have no such letter in their tongue. [_Aside._ _Amph._ I ordered you to take particular care of the great bag. _Grip._ Why this is demonstration. _Jup._ The bag, that I recommended to you, was of tygers-skin; and marked Beta. _Grip._ In sadness, I think they are both jugglers: here is nothing, and here is nothing; and then _hiccius doccius_, and they are both here again. _Tran._ You peaceable Amphitryon, what money was there in that bag? _Jup._ The sum, in gross, amounted just to fifty Attick talents. _Tran._ To a farthing. _Grip._ Paugh: Obvious, obvious. _Amph._ Two thousand pieces of gold were tied up in a handkerchief, by themselves. _Tran._ I remember it. _Grip._ Then it is dubious again. _Jup._ But the rest was not all silver; for there were just four thousand brass half-pence. _Grip._ Being but brass, the proof is inconsiderable: if they had been silver, it had gone on your side. _Amph._ Death and hell, you will not persuade me, that I did not kill Pterelas? [_To_ JUPITER. _Jup._ Nor you me, that I did not enjoy Alcmena? _Amph._ That last was poison to me.---- [_Aside._ Yet there's one proof thou canst not counterfeit: In killing Pterelas, I had a wound Full in the brawny part of my right arm, Where still the scar remains:--now blush, impostor; For this thou canst not show. [_Bares his arm, and shows the scar, which they all look on._ _Omnes._ This is the true Amphitryon. _Jup._ May your lordship please---- _Grip._ No, sirrah, it does not please me: hold your tongue, I charge you, for the case is manifest. _Jup._ By your favour then, this shall speak for me. [_Bares his arm, and shows it._ _Tran._ 'Tis just in the same muscle. _Polid._ Of the same length and breadth; and the scar of the same blueish colour. _Grip._ [_To Jup._] Did not I charge you not to speak? 'twas plain enough before; and now you have puzzled it again. _Amph._ Good gods, how can this be! _Grip._ For certain there was but one Pterelas; and he must have been in the plot against himself too; for he was killed first by one of them, and then rose again out of respect to the other Amphitryon, to be killed twice over. _Enter_ ALCMENA, PHÆDRA, _and_ BROMIA. _Alcm._ No more of this; it sounds impossible [_Turning to_ PHÆDRA _and_ BROMIA.