§501eúnt obviam gratulánturque eám rem.
Hegio: They come to meet me and congratulate me on that matter.
§502íta me miserum restitando §503retinendoque lassum reddiderunt: §504vix éx gratulándo misér iam eminebam.
Thus they have made wretched me weary with stopping and detaining me: I was barely emerging from the congratulations, wretched as I was.
§505tandem ábii ad praetórem; ibí vix requiévi: §506rogo sýngraphum, datur mi ílico; dedi Týndaro: ille abiít domum.
At last I went to the praetor; there I barely took a rest: I ask for the passport, it is given to me immediately; I gave it to Tyndarus: he went home.
§507inde ílico praevórtor domúm, postquam id áctum est; §508eo prótinus ad fratrém, mei ubi súnt alii captívi.
From there I immediately return home, after that was done; I go straight to my brother, where my other captives are.
§509rogo, Philocratem ex Alide ecquis hominum §510noverit: tandem hic exclamat, eum sibi esse sodalem; §511dico eum esse apud me; hic extemplo orat obsecratque, §512eum sibi ut liceat videre: §513iussi ílico hunc exsolvi.
I ask if any of the men knows Philocrates of Alis: at last this man cries out that he is his friend; I tell him that he is at my house; immediately he begs and entreats that he may be allowed to see him: I ordered him to be unbound immediately.
nunc tu sequere me, §514_515ut quód me oravisti ímpetres, eum hóminem uti convénias. — §516Nunc íllud est, cum mé fuisse quam ésse nimio mávelim:
Now you follow me, so that you may obtain what you begged of me, to meet that man.— Tyndarus: Now is the moment when I would much rather have been than be: now hope, resources, and help separate from me and reject themselves.
§517nunc spes opes auxiliaque a me segregant spernuntque se. §518hic illést dies, cum nulla vitae meae salus sperabilest, §519neque † exílium exitio est néque adeo spes, quae mi hunc aspellat metum, §520nec subdolis mendaciis mihi usquam mantellum est meis, §522neque deprecatio perfidiis meis nec male factis fuga est, §523nec confidentiae usquam hospitium est nec deverticulum dolis: §524operta quae fuere aperta sunt, patent praestigiae, §525ómnis res palam est, néque de hac re negotium est, §526quín male occidam oppetamque pestem eri vicem meamque.
This is that day when no safety of my life is to be hoped for, nor is there any escape from destruction, nor indeed any hope to drive away this fear from me, nor is there any cloak anywhere for my deceitful lies, nor is there any excuse for my treachery, nor any flight from my ill deeds, nor is there anywhere a harbor for my confidence, nor a refuge for my tricks: what was hidden is laid open, my deceits are patent, everything is public, and there is no doubt about this matter that I must wretchedly perish and meet destruction, both in my master's stead and on my own account.
§527perdidit me Aristophontes hic qui venit modo intro † §528is me novit, is sodalis Philocrati et cognatus est.
Aristophontes, who just came inside, has ruined me: he knows me, he is a friend and kinsman to Philocrates.
§529neque iám Salus servare, si volt, me potest, nec copia est, §530nisi si áliquam corde machinor astutiam.
Now not even Salvation can save me if she wishes, nor is there any means, unless I plot some cunning trick in my heart.
What, mischief? What should I plot? What should I devise? I, foolish, am beginning the greatest trifles.
haereo.
I am stuck.
§533Quo illúm nunc hominem próripuisse fóras se dicam ex aédibus?
Hegio: Where should I say that man has rushed out of the house now?
§534Núnc enim vero ego óccidi: eúnt ad te hostes, Tyndare.
Tyndarus: Now indeed I am ruined: the enemies are coming toward you, Tyndarus.
§535quíd loquar? quid fabulabor? quid negabo aut quid fatebor?
What shall I say? What shall I invent? What shall I deny or what shall I confess?
§536mihi rés omnis ín incerto sita est.
Everything is placed in uncertainty for me.
quid rebus confidam meis?
How can I trust my resources?
§537utinám te di prius perderent, quam periisti e patria tua, §538Aristophontes, qui ex parata re imparatam omnem facis.
Would that the gods had destroyed you, before you perished from your fatherland, Aristophontes, who make all that was prepared unprepared.
§539occísa est haec res, nisi reperio atrocem mi aliquam astutiam.
This business is ruined, unless I find some ferocious cunning trick.
§540Sequere.
Hegio: Follow me.
ém tibi hominem.
Look, there is your man.
adi, atque adloquere.
Go to him, and speak to him.
§540bQuis homo est me hominum miserior?
Tyndarus: What man among men is more wretched than I?
§541Quíd istuc est quod meos te dicam fugitare oculos, Tyndare, §542proque ignoto me aspernari, quasi me numquam noveris?
Aristophontes: What is this, Tyndarus, that I should say you are avoiding my eyes, and rejecting me as a stranger, as if you had never known me?
§543equidem tam sum servos quam tu, etsi ego domi liber fui, §544tu usque a puero servitutem servivisti in Alide.
Indeed I am as much a slave as you, although I was free at home, while you have served slavery in Alis ever since you were a boy.
§545Edepol minime miror, si te fugitat aut oculos tuos, §546aut si te odit, qui istum appelles Tyndarum pro Philocrate.
Tyndarus: By Pollux, I do not wonder at all if he avoids you or your eyes, or if he hates you, since you call him Tyndarus instead of Philocrates.
§547Hegió, hic homó rabiosus habitus est in Alide, §548ne tu quód istic fabuletur auris immittas tuas.
Hegio, this man was considered a madman in Alis, lest you lend your ears to what he may babble.
§549nam istic hastis insectatus est domi matrem et patrem, §550et illic isti qui insputatur morbus interdum venit.
For that man there chased his mother and father with spears at home, and sometimes that disease comes upon him there, upon which people spit.
§551proin tu ab istoc procul recedas.
Therefore you should retreat far from him.
§551bVltro istum a me.
Hegio: Keep him away from me!
§551cAin, verbero?
Aristophontes: Do you say so, you scoundrel?
§552me rabiosum atque insectatum esse hastis meum memoras patrem, §553et eum morbum mi esse, ut qui me ópus sit insputarier?
Do you say that I am mad and that I chased my father with spears, and that I have that disease, so that there is need for me to be spit upon?
§554Ne verere, multos iste morbus homines macerat, §555quibus insputari saluti fuit atque is profuit.
Tyndarus: Do not worry, that disease torments many men, for whom being spit upon was a salvation and was of benefit to them.
§556Quid tu autem? etiam huic credis?
Aristophontes: What about you? Do you still believe this man?
§556bQuid ego credam huic?
Hegio: What should I believe him?
§556cInsanum esse me?
Aristophontes: That I am mad?
§557Viden tu hunc, quam ínimico voltu intuetur? concedi optumumst, §558Hegio: fit quód tibi ego dixi, glíscit rabies, cave tibi.
Tyndarus: Do you see this man, with how hostile a look he stares? It is best to withdraw, Hegio: what I told you is happening, his madness is growing, watch out for yourself.