Euge, euge, di me salvom et servatum volunt. iam ego illuc praecurram atque inscendam aliquam in arborem indeque observabo, aurum ubi abstrudat senex. quamquam hic manere me erus sese iusserat; 680 certum est, malam rem potius quaeram cum lucro.

Good!  Good!  The gods are with me.  I’m a made man!  Now I’ll run on ahead and climb some tree there so as to sight the place where the old fellow hides it.  What if master did tell me to wait here!  I’d sooner look for a thrashing along with the cash, and that’s settled. [EXIT Strobilus.

IV. 7.

    Scene 7.

    ENTER Lyconides AND Eunomia.

Lyc.

Dixi tibi, mater, iuxta rem mecum tenes. super Euchoms filia. nunc te obsecro resecroque, mater, quod dudum obsecraveram:  fac mentionem cum avonculo, mater mea.

That’s the whole story, mother:  you see how it is with me and Euclio’s daughter as well as I do.  And now, mother, I beg you, beg you again and again, as I did before:  do tell my uncle about it, mother dear.

Eun.

Scis tute facta velle me quae tu velis, et istuc confido a fratre me impetrassere; et causa iusta est, siquidem ita est ut praedicas, te eam compressisse vinulentum virginem.

Your wishes are mine, dear; you know that yourself:  and I feel sure your uncle will not refuse me.  It’s a perfectly reasonable request, too, if it’s all as you say and you actually did get intoxicated and treat the poor girl so.

Lyc.

  Egone ut te advorsum mentiar, mater mea? 690

      Is it like me to look you in the face and lie, my dear
      mother?

Phaed.

  Perii, mea nutrix. obsecro te, uterum dolet. 
  Iuno Lucina, tuam fidem!

      (within Euclio’s house) Oh—­oh!  Nurse!  Nurse dear!  Oh, God
      help me!  The pain!

Lyc.

  Em, mater mea,
  tibi rem potiorem verbo:  clamat, parturit.

      There, mother!  There’s better proof than words gives.  Her
      cries!  The child!

Eun.

  Ei hac intro mecum, gnate mi, ad fratrem meum,
  ut istuc quod me oras impetratum ab eo auferam.

      (agitated) Come, darling, come in to your uncle with me,
      so that I may persuade him to let it be as you urge.

Lyc.

I, iam sequar te, mater. sed servom meum Strobilum miror ubi sit, quem ego me iusseram hic opperiri. nunc ego mecum cogito:  si mihi dat operam, me illi irasci iniurium est. ibo intro, ubi de capite meo sunt comitia. 700

      You go, mother:  I’ll follow you in a moment.
                         [EXIT