§933cUt filius §934Cum illa habitet apud te; hoc vestrum consilium fuit. §935Quaeso, quid narras? §935bQuin tu mihi argentum cedo.
"That your son should live with her at your house; this was your plan." Demipho: "Please, what are you saying?" "Rather, hand over the money to me." Phormio: "Nay, indeed, you hand over the wife." Demipho: "Walk to court." Phormio: "To court?
§936Immo vero uxorem tu cedo. §936bIn ius ambula. §937In ius? enimvero si porro esse odiosi pergitis— §938Quid facies?
Indeed, if you continue to be troublesome further—" Demipho: "What will you do?" Phormio: "I?
§938bEgone? Vos me indotatis modo §939Patrocinari fortasse arbitramini: §940Etiam dotatis soleo. §940bQuid id nostra? §940cNihil. §941Hic quandam noram cuius vir uxorem — §941bHem. §941cQuid est? §942Lemni habuit aliam:— §942bNullus sum. §942cex qua filiam §943Suscepit; et eam clam educat. §943bSepultus sum. §944Haec adeo ego illi iam denarrabo.
Perhaps you think that I only patronize dowryless women: I am accustomed to defend those with dowries as well." Chremes: "What is that to us?" Phormio: "Nothing." "I knew a certain woman here, whose husband—" Chremes: "Ah!" Demipho: "What is it?" Phormio: "had another wife in Lemnos:—" Chremes: "I am ruined." Phormio: "by whom he had a daughter; and he is bringing her up secretly." Chremes: "I am buried." Phormio: "These very things indeed I will now tell her completely." Chremes: "I beseech you, do not do it." Phormio: "Oh, was it you?
§944bObsecro, §945Ne facias. §945bOh, tune is eras? Ut ludos facit. §946Missum te facimus. §946bFabulae. §946cQuid vis tibi? §947Argentum quod habes condonamus te. §947bAudio. §948Quid vos, malum, ergo me sic ludificamini, §949Inepti, vestra puerili sententia? §950"Nolo, volo: volo, nolo rursum: cedo, cape. §951Quod dictum, indictum est: quod modo erat ratum, irritum est. " §952Quo pacto aut unde haec hic rescivit? §952bNescio; §953Nisi me dixisse nemini id certo scio.
How he makes sport." Demipho: "We let you go." Phormio: "Nonsense." Demipho: "What do you want?" "The money which you have, we grant to you." Phormio: "I hear." "Why then, plague on it, do you mock me so, fools, with your childish opinion?" "'I don't want it, I want it; I want it, I don't want it again; give it, take it.'" "'What was said is unsaid; what was just now settled is undone.'" Chremes: "In what way or from where did this fellow find this out?" Demipho: "I don't know; except that I know for certain that I told it to no one." Chremes: "It is like a miracle, so love me the gods." Phormio: "I have injected a doubt." Chremes: "Ah!" Demipho: "Is this fellow to carry off so much money from us, mocking us so openly?
§954Monstri, ita me Di ament, simile. §954bInieci scrupulum. §954cHem. §955Hicine ut a nobis hoc tantum argenti auferat, §956Tam aperte irridens? Emori hercle satius est. §957Animo virili praesentique ut sis para: §958Vides tuum peccatum esse clatum foras; §959Neque iam id celare posse te uxorem tuam. §960Nunc quod ipsa ex aliis auditura sit, Chreme, §961Id nosmet ipsos indicare placabilius est. §962Tum hunc impuratum poterimus nostro modo §963Ulcisci.
By Hercules, it is better to die." "Prepare yourself to be of a manly and resolute spirit:" "you see that your sin has been published abroad;" "and that you can no longer hide it from your wife." "Now, Chremes, since she is about to hear it from others, it is better for us to confess it ourselves." "Then we will be able to punish this filthy fellow in our own way." Phormio: "Aha, unless I look out for myself, I am stuck." "These men are directing their way toward me with a gladiatorial spirit." Chremes: "But I fear that she cannot be appeased." Demipho: "Be of good courage." "I will restore you to her favor, relying on this, Chremes, since she from whom you had this daughter has departed from this world." Phormio: "Are you acting with me thus?
§963bAtat, nisi inihi prospicio, haereo. §964Hi gladiatorio animo ad me affectant viam. §965At vereor ut placari possit. §965bBono animo es. §966Ego redigam vos in gratiam, hoc fretus, Chreme, §967Quum e medio excessit unde haec suscepta est tibi. §968Itane agitis mecum? Satis astute aggredimini. §969Non hercle ex re istius me instigasti, Demipho.
You approach quite craftily." "By Hercules, Demipho, you have not urged me on to that man's advantage." "Do you say so?
§970Ain tu? Ubi quae libitum fuerit peregre feceris, §971Neque huius sis veritus feminae primariae, §972Quin novo modo ei faceres contumeliam, §973Venias mihi precibus lautum peccatum tuum? §974Hisce ego illlam dictis ita tibi incensam dabo §975Ut ne restinguas lacrimis si exstillaveris. §976Malum quod isti Di Deaeque omnes duiut. §977Tantane affectum quenquam esse hominem audacia? §978Non hoc publicitus scelus hinc deportarier §979In solas terras?
When you have done abroad what pleased you, and have not respected this noble lady, but have offered her an insult in a novel manner, do you come to me to wash away your sin with prayers?" "By these words I will render her so inflamed against you that you cannot extinguish her even if you dissolve into tears." Demipho: "May all the gods and goddesses send ruin on that fellow." "That any human being should be possessed of such audacity!" "Should not this scoundrel be banished from here publicly into solitary lands?" Chremes: "I have been reduced to such a pass that I do not know at all what to do with him." Demipho: "I know:" "let us go to court." Phormio: "To court?
§979bIn id redactus sum loci §980Ut quid agam cum illo nesciam prorsum. §980bEgo scio: §981In ius eamus. §981bIn ius? huc, si quid libet. §982Assequere ac retine, dum ego huc servos evoco. §983Enim solus nequeo: accurre huc. §983bUna iniuria est §984Tecum. §984bLege agito ergo. §984cAltera est tecum, Chreme. §985Rape hunc.
Here, if you please." Demipho: "Follow and hold him, while I call out the servants here." Chremes: "But I cannot alone: run here!" Phormio: "There is one lawsuit with you, with you." Demipho: "Sue then by law." Phormio: "There is another with you, Chremes." Demipho: "Seize him." Phormio: "Are you acting so?
§985bItane agitis? enimvero voce est opus. §986Nausistrata, exi. §986bOs opprime. §986cImpurum vide, §987Quantum valet. §987bNausistrata, inquam. §987cNon taces? §988Taceam? §988bNisi sequitur, pugnos in ventrem ingere. §989Vel oculum exclude: est ubi vos ulciscar probe. §990Quis nominat me? §990bHem. §990cQuid istuc turbae est, obsecro, §991Mi vir?
Then indeed there is need of my voice." "Nausistrata, come out!" Demipho: "Stop his mouth." "See how strong this filthy fellow is." Phormio: "Nausistrata, I say!" Chremes: "Will you not be silent?" Phormio: "I, be silent?" Demipho: "Unless he follows, plant your fists in his belly." Phormio: "Or even knock out an eye; there is a place where I shall avenge myself on you handsomely." Nausistrata: "Who calls me?" Chremes: "Ah!" Nausistrata: "What is that crowd, pray, my husband?" Phormio: "Aha!
§991bEhem, quid nunc obstipuisti? §991cQuis hic homo est? §992Non mihi respondes? §992bHicine ut tibi respondeat, §993Qui hercle ubi sit nescit? §993bCave isti quicquam creduas. §994Abi, tange: si non totus friget, me enica. §995Nihil est.
Why have you now become dumbfounded?" Nausistrata: "Who is this man?" "Do you not answer me?" Phormio: "Is this fellow to answer you, who, by Hercules, does not know where he is?" Chremes: "Beware of believing anything he says." Phormio: "Go, touch him: if he is not cold all over, kill me." Chremes: "It is nothing." Nausistrata: "What is it then?
§995bQuid ergo est? quid istic narrat? §995cIam scies: §996Ausculta. §996bPergin credere? §996cQuid ego, obsecro, §997Huic credam qui nihil dixit? §997bDelirat miser §998Timore. §998bNon pol temere est quod tu tam times. §999Ego timeo? §999bRecte sane: quando nihil times, §1000Et hoc nihil est quod ego dico, tu narra. §1000bScelus! §1001Tibi narret?
What is that fellow telling?" Phormio: "You will soon know: listen." Chremes: "Do you go on believing him?" Nausistrata: "What, pray, should I believe from this man who has said nothing?" Chremes: "The miserable wretch is raving from fear." Nausistrata: "By Pollux, it is not without cause that you are so afraid." Chremes: "I, afraid?" Phormio: "Quite right indeed: since you fear nothing, and this is nothing which I say, you tell it." Demipho: "Scoundrel!" Chremes: "Tell you?"