§1120ut iubeas hunc reddere illis; ob eam si quid postulat §1121sibi mercedis, dabitur: aliud quidquid ibi est habeat sibi. §1122Nunc demum istuc dicis, quoniam ius meum esse intellegis: §1123dudum dimidiam petebas partem. §1123bImmo etiam nunc peto. §1124Vidi petere miluom, etiam cum nihil auferret tamen. §1125Non ego te comprimere possum sine malo? §1125bSi istic tacet, §1126ego tacebo; si iste loquitur, sine me pro parte loqui. §1127Cedo modó mihi vidulum istum, Gripe. §1127bConcedam tibi, §1128ac, si istorum nil sit, ut mihi reddas. §1128bReddetur. §1128cTene. §1129Audi nunciam, Palaestra atque Ampelisca, hoc quod loquor. §1130estne hic vidulus úbi cistellam tuam inesse aiebas? §1130bIs est. §1131Perii hercle ego miser, uti, prius quam plane aspexit, ilico
that you order him to return it to them; if he demands any reward for himself as a reward, it will be given: whatever else is there, let him keep for himself. Now at last you say that, since you understand that it is my right: a while ago you were asking for a half share. Nay, I am asking even now. I've seen a kite seek, even when it carried away nothing after all. Can't I suppress you without trouble? If he is silent, I will be silent; if he speaks, allow me to speak my share. Give me that trunk now, Gripus. I will give it to you, on condition that, if there is nothing of theirs in it, you return it to me. It shall be returned. Take it. Now listen, Palaestra and Ampelisca, to what I say. Is this the trunk where you said your little chest was? It is. By Hercules, wretched me, I am ruined!
§1132eum esse dixit. §1132bFaciam ego hanc rem ex procliva planam tibi. §1133cistellam isti inesse oportet caudeam ín isto vidulo. §1134ibi ego dicam quidquid inerit nominatim: tu mihi §1135nullum ostenderis;
Before she saw it clearly, immediately she said it was. I will make this matter plain to you from difficult. There ought to be a little wicker chest in that trunk. There I will state by name whatever is inside; you to me shall show nothing.
si falsa dicam, frustra dixero, §1136vos tamen istaec, quidquid istic inerit, vobis habebitis; §1137sed si erunt véra, tum opsecro te, ut mea mi reddantur. §1137bPlacet. §1138ius merum oras meo quidem animo. §1138bÁt meo hercle iniuriam. §1139quid si ista aut superstitiosa aut hariolast atque omnia,
If I speak falsely, I shall have spoken in vain, and you shall keep those things for yourselves, whatever is in there; but if they are true, then I entreat you that my things be returned to me. Agreed. In my opinion, indeed, you ask for sheer justice. But by Hercules, in mine, an injustice. What if she is either superstitious or a prophetess, and says all things truly, whatever is in there?
§1140quidquid insit, vera dicet? anne habebit hariola? §1141Non feret, nisi vera dicet: nequiquam hariolabitur. §1142solve vidulum ergo, ut quid sit verum quam primum sciam. §1143Hoc habet, solutust. §1143bAperi.
Shall a prophetess have them? She shall not have them unless she speaks the truth; she will prophesy in vain. Untie the trunk then, so that I may know what is true as soon as possible. There, it's untied. Open it.
video cistellam.
I see the little chest.
haecinest? §1144Istaec est.
Is this it? It is!
o mei parentes, hic vos conclusos gero, §1145huc opesque spesque vestrum cognoscendum condidi. §1146Tum tibi hercle deos iratos esse oportet, quisquis es, §1147quae parentis tám in angustum tuos locum compegeris. §1148Gripe, accede huc; tua res agitur.
Oh, my parents, here I carry you enclosed, here I have stored up my means and hopes of recognizing you. Then by Hercules, the gods must be angry with you, whoever you are, who have packed your parents into such a narrow space. Gripus, come here; your interest is at stake.
tu, puella, istinc procul §1149dicito quid insit et qua facie, memorato omnia. §1150si hercle tantillum peccassis, quod posterius postules §1151te ad verum convorti, nugas, mulier, magnas egeris. §1152Ius bonum oras. §1152bEdepol haud te órat, nam tu iniuriu's. §1153Loquere nunciam, puella.
You, girl, from over there at a distance tell what is inside and what appearance it has, relate everything. By Hercules, if you make even the slightest mistake, and later ask to return to the truth, you will have done great trifles, woman. You ask for a fair thing. By Pollux, he doesn't ask you, for you are unjust. Speak now, girl.
Gripe, animum advorte ac tace. §1154Sunt crepundia. §1154bEcca video. §1154cPerii in primo proelio. §1155mane, ne ostenderis. §1155bQua facie sunt? responde ex ordine.
Gripus, pay attention and be quiet. There are tokens. Look, I see them. I'm ruined in the first battle. Wait, do not show them. What appearance do they have?
§1156Ensiculust aureolus primum litteratus. §1156bDice dum, §1157in eo ensiculo litterarum quid est? §1157bMei nomen patris. §1158post altrinsecust securicula ancipes, itidem aurea §1159litterata: ibi matris nomen in securiculast. §1159bMane. §1160dic, in ensiculo quid nomen est paternum? §1160bDaemones. §1161Di immortales, ubi loci sunt spes meae? §1161bImmo edepol meae? §1162Pergite, opsecro, continuo. §1162bPlacide, aut i in malam crucem. §1163Loquere matris nomen hic quid in securicula siet. §1164Daedalis. §1164bDi me servatum cupiunt. §1164cAt me perditum. §1165Filiam meam esse hánc oportet, Gripe. §1165bSit per me quidem. §1166qui te di omnes perdant, qui me hodie oculis vidisti tuis, §1167meque adeo scelestum, qui non circumspexi centiens, §1168prius me ne quis inspectaret quam rete extraxi ex aqua. §1169Post sicilicula argenteola et duae conexae maniculae et §1170sucula. §1170bQuin tu i díerecta, cum sucula et cum porculis. §1171Et bulla aurea est, pater quam dedit mi natali die.
Answer in order. First, a small golden sword with letters. Tell me then, what letters are there on that small sword? The name of my father. Then on the other side is a double-edged small axe, likewise of gold, with letters: there the name of my mother is on the small axe. Wait. Tell me, what is the father's name on the small sword? Daemones. Immortal gods, where are my hopes? Nay, by Pollux, where are mine? Proceed, I pray you, immediately. Gently, or go to the bad cross. Tell me what mother's name is here on the small axe. Daedalis. The gods desire me to be saved. But me to be ruined. This must be my daughter, Gripus. Let her be, as far as I'm concerned. May all the gods destroy you, who saw me today with your eyes, and me as well, scoundrel that I am, who did not look around a hundred times before anyone could watch me, before I drew the net out of the water. Next, a small silver sickle, and two little hands clasped together, and a little sow. Why don't you go to the devil, you with your sow and your piglets! And there is a golden bulla, which my father gave me on my birthday. That is surely it.
I cannot restrain myself from embracing you. My daughter, hail!
ego is sum qui te produxi pater, §1174ego sum Daemones, et mater tua eccam hic intus Daedalis. §1175Salve, mi pater insperate. §1175bSalve.
I am that father who begot you, I am Daemones, and look, your mother Daedalis is here inside. Hail, my unhoped-for father. Hail.
ut te amplector libens. §1176Volup est cum istuc ex pietate vestra vobis contigit.
How gladly I embrace you. It is a pleasure since this has happened to you from your piety.