SCELEDRUS
Hallo! Palaestrio, there’s no occasion for the sword.
PALAESTRIO
How so?—or what’s the matter now?
SCELEDRUS
Our master’s lady is there, at home.
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PALAESTRIO
What? At home?
SCELEDRUS
She’s lying on the sofa.
PALAESTRIO
Faith, but you’ve certainly brought on yourself a disagreable affair, according to what you report.
SCELEDRUS
How so?
PALAESTRIO
Inasmuch as you have dared to touch that lady next door here.
SCELEDRUS
I’ faith, I fear it much. But no one shall ever make her to be any other than her own twin-sister.
PALAESTRIO
’twas she, in troth, that you saw toying: and, in fact, ’tis plain that it is she, as you remark.
SCELEDRUS
What was there more likely than that I should have been undone, if I had spoken of it to my master.
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PALAESTRIO
Then, if you’re wise, you’ll hold your tongue. It befits a servant to know of more than he speaks. I’m going to leave you, that I may not at all participate in your designs. And I shall go to our neighbour here; these turmoils of yours don’t please me.
My master, if he comes, should he inquire for me, I shall be there; send for me next door.
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(Goes into the house of PERIPLECOMENUS.)
Miles Gloriosus. Plautus. Henry Thomas Riley (Translator). London. 1912.
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