EPIDICUS
(to himself.)
I do think that in the Attic land there is no spot of land so fertile as is this Periphanes of ours; why, from the locked and sealed-up money-chest I summon forth silver just as much as I please.
But this, i’ troth, I am afraid of, that if the old man should come to know it, he’ll be making parasites of elm-twigs
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, to be shaving me quite clean. But one matter and consideration disturbs me—what music-girl, one that goes out on hire, I’m to show to Apaecides.
(He muses.) And that as well I’ve got: this morning the old gentleman bade me
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bring for him on hire some music-girl to his house here, to sing for him while he was performing a sacrifice
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. She shall be hired, and be instructed beforehand in what way she’s to prove herself cunning towards the old man. I’ll away in-doors; I’ll get the money out of the swindled old fellow.
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(He goes into the house of PERIPHANES.)
Epidicus. Plautus. Henry Thomas Riley (Translator). London. 1913.
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