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Turning him round like a lazy lout,
Straight on my mouth deliver a facer,

Knocking my ivory choirmen out.
Enter HOSTESS and PLATHANE.

Hostess. O Plathane! Plathane! that naughty man,
That's he who got into our tavern once,

And ate up sixteen loaves.
PLATHANE

O, so he is! The very man.
XANTHIAS

Bad luck for somebody!
HOSTESS

O and, besides, those twenty bits of stew,
Half-obol pieces.

XANTHIAS
Somebody's going to catch it!

HOSTESS
That garlic too.

DIONYSUS
Woman, you're talking nonsense.

You don't know what you're saying.
HOSTESS

O, you thought
I shouldn't know you with your buskins on!

Ah, and I've not yet mentioned all that fish,
No, nor the new-made cheese: he gulped it down,

Baskets and all, unlucky that we were.
And when I just alluded to the price,

He looked so fierce, and bellowed like a bull.
XANTHIAS

Yes, that's his way: that's what he always does.
HOSTESS

O, and he drew his sword, and seemed quite mad.
PLATHANE

O, that he did.
HOSTESS

And terrified us so
We sprang up to the cockloft, she and I.

Then out he hurled, decamping with the rugs.
XANTHIAS

That's his way too; something must be done.
HOSTESS

Quick, run and call my patron Cleon here
PLATHANE

O, if you meet him, call Hyperbolus!
We'll pay you out to-day.

HOSTESS
O filthy throat,

O how I'd like to take a stone, and hack
Those grinders out with which you chawed my wares.

PLATHANE
I'd like to pitch you in the deadman's pit.

HOSTESS
I'd like to get a reaping-hook and scoop

That gullet out with which you gorged my tripe.
But I'll to Cleon: he'll soon serve his writs;

He'll twist it out of you to-day, he will.
Exeunt HOSTESS and PLATHANE.

DIONYSUS
Perdition seize me, if I don't love Xanthias.

XANTHIAS
Aye, aye, I know your drift: stop, stop that talking

I won't be Heracles.
DIONYSUS

O, don't say so,
Dear, darling Xanthias.

XANTHIAS
Why, how can I,

A slave, a mortal, act Alemena's son!
DIONYSUS

Aye, aye, I know you are vexed, and I deserve
And if you pummel me, I won't complain.

But if I strip you of these togs again,
Perdition seize myself, my wife, my children,

And, most of all, that blear-eyed Archedemus.
XANTHIAS

That oath contents me: on those terms I take them.
CHORUS

Now that at last you appear once more,
Wearing the garb that at first you wore,

Wielding the club and the tawny skin,
Now it is yours to be up and doing,

Glaring like mad, and your youth renewing,
Mindful of him whose guise you are in.

If, when caught in a bit of a scrape, you
Suffer a word of alarm to escape you,

Showing yourself but a feckless knave,
Then will your master at once undrape you,

Then you'll again be the toiling slave.
XANTHIAS

There, I admit, you have given to me
Capital hint, and the like idea,

Friends, had occurred to myself before.
Truly if anything good befell

He would be wanting, I know full well,
Wanting to take to the togs once more.

Nevertheless, while in these I'm vested,
Ne'er shall you find me craven-crested,

No, for a dittany look I'll wear,
Aye and methinks it will soon be tested,

Hark! how the portals are rustling there.
Re-enter AEACUS with assistants.

AEACUS
Seize the dog-stealer, bind him, pinion him,

Drag him to justice
DIONYSUS

Somebody's going to catch it.
XANTHIAS (striking out)

Hands off! away! stand back!
AEACUS

Eh? You're for fighting.
Ho! Ditylas, Sceblyas, and Pardocas,

Come hither, quick; fight me this sturdy knave.
DIONYSUS

Now isn't it a shame the man should strike
And he a thief besides?

AEACUS
A monstrous shame!

DIONYSUS
A regular burning shame!

XANTHIAS
By the Lord Zeus,

If ever I was here before, if ever
I stole one hair's-worth from you, let me die!

And now I'll make you a right noble offer,
Arrest my lad: torture him as you will,

And if you find I'm guilty, take and kill me.
AEACUS

Torture him, how?
XANTHIAS

In any mode you please.
Pile bricks upon him: stuff his nose with acid:

Flay, rack him, hoist him; flog him with a scourge
Of prickly bristles: only not with this,

A soft-leaved onion, or a tender leek.
AEACUS

A fair proposal. If I strike too hard
And maim the boy, I'll make you compensation.

XANTHIAS
I shan't require it. Take him out and flog him.

AEACUS
Nay, but I'll do it here before your eyes.

Now then, put down the traps, and mind you speak
The truth, young fellow.

DIONYSUS (in agony)
Man' don't torture me!

I am a god. You'll blame yourself hereafter
If you touch me.

AEACUS
Hillo! What's that you are saying?

DIONYSUS
I say I'm Bacchus, son of Zeus, a god,

And he's the slave.
AEACUS

You hear him?
XANTHIAS

Hear him? Yes.
All the more reason you should flog him well.

For if he is a god, he won't perceive it.
DIONYSUS

Well, but you say that you're a god yourself.
So why not you be flogged as well as I?

XANTHIAS
A fair proposal. And be this the test,

Whichever of us two you first behold
Flinching or crying out-he's not the god.

AEACUS
Upon my word you're quite the gentleman,

You're all for right and justice. Strip then, both.
XANTHIAS

How can you test us fairly?
AEACUS

Easily. I'll give you blow for blow.
XANTHIAS

A good idea.
We're ready now! (AEACUS strikes him) see if you

catch me flinching.
AEACUS

I struck you.
XANTHIAS (incredulously)

No!
AEACUS

Well, it seems "no" indeed.
Now then I'll strike the other. (Strikes DIONYSUS.)

DIONYSUS
Tell me when?

AEACUS
I struck you.

DIONYSUS
Struck me? Then why didn't I sneeze?

AEACUS
Don't know, I'm sure. I'll try the other again.

XANTHIAS
And quickly too. Good gracious!

AEACUS
Why "good gracious"?

Not hurt you, did I?
XANTHIAS

No, I merely thought of
The Diomeian feast of Heracles.

AEACUS


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