Nic.

  Euge, socium aerumnae et mei mali video. 
  Philoxene, salve.

      (grimly) Splendid!  I see my partner in toil and woe.  Good
      day to you, Philoxenus.

Phil.

  Et tu. unde agis?

      And to you.  Where are you coming from?

Nic.

  Unde homo miser atque infortunatus.

      Where a wretched, unlucky man should come from.

Phil.

  At pol ego ibi sum,
        esse ubi miserum hominem decet atque infortunatum.

      Gad! but I’m on the very spot where a wretched, unlucky man
      should be.

Nic.

  Igitur pari fortuna, aetate ut sumus, utimur.

      Then we’re alike in luck as we are in years.

Phil.

  Sic est. sed tu,
  quid tibist?

      So it seems.  But you—­what is your trouble?

Nic.

  Pol mihi par, idem est quod tibi.

      Good Lord!  The same as yours.

Phil.

  Numquid nam ad filium haec aegritudo attinet? 1110

      This dolefulness of yours has something to do with your son,
      eh?

Nic.

  Admodum.

      (morosely) Rather!

Phil.

  Idem mihi morbus in pectorest.

      The same ailment is worrying me.

Nic.

  At mihi Chrysalus optumus homo
  perdidit filium, me atque rem omnem meam.

      Well, but Chrysalus—­that pattern of excellence—­has ruined
      my boy and me and all that’s mine!

Phil.

  Quid tibi ex filio nam, obsecro, aegrest?

      What in the world has your son done to vex you, pray?

Nic.

  Scies: 
  id, perit cum tuo:  ambo aeque amicas habent.

      You shall know:  this—­he’s going to the dogs along with
      yours:  the both of them alike have mistresses.

Phil.

  Qui scis?

      How do you know?

Nic.

  Vidi.

      I saw.

Phil.

  Ei mihi, disperii.

      (with apparent conviction) Oh dear me!  Terrible,
      terrible!

Nic.

  Quid dubitamus pultare atque hue evocare ambos foras?

      Why don’t we go straight up and knock; and call them both
      out here?

Phil.

  Haud moror.

      (lukewarm) I have no objection.

Nic.

  Heus Bacchis, iube sic actutum aperiri fores,
  nisi mavoltis fores et postes comminui securibus.

      (pounding on Bacchis’s door) Hi!  Bacchis!  Be so good as to
      have the door opened this instant, unless you prefer to have
      door and doorposts smashed in with axes!