SCELEDRUS
O ye immortal Gods! A woman more like,
and more the same, who is not the same, I do not think the Gods could make.
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PERIPLECOMENUS
What now?
SCELEDRUS
I certainly merit chastisement.
PERIPLECOMENUS
What then? Is it she?
SCELEDRUS
Although ’tis she, ’tis not she.
PERIPLECOMENUS
Have you seen this lady?
SCELEDRUS
I have seen both her and the gentleman, your guest, caressing and kissing.
PERIPLECOMENUS
Is it she?
SCELEDRUS
I know not.
PERIPLECOMENUS
Would you know for certain?
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SCELEDRUS
I should like to.
PERIPLECOMENUS
Go you this instant into your own house: see whether your lady is within.
SCELEDRUS
Very well: you’ve advised me rightly. I’ll be out again to you this instant.
(Goes into the CAPTAIN’S house.)
PERIPLECOMENUS
I’ faith, I never saw any man more cleverly fooled, and by more singular devices.
But here he is coming.
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Miles Gloriosus. Plautus. Henry Thomas Riley (Translator). London. 1912.
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