The man that dies in a worthy cause does not perish utterly.

Hegio

Quando ego te exemplis pessumis cruciavero atque ob sutelas tuas te morti misero, vel te interiisse vel periisse praedicent; dum pereas, nihil intererit:  dicant vivere.

After I’ve tortured you in the most excruciating ways possible, and sent you to perdition for the lies you’ve patched up, let ’em announce that you’ve perished utterly, or that you’ve merely died; so long as you’re dead, no matter—­they can say you’re living, for all I care.

Tynd.

  Pol si istuc faxis, haud sine poena feceris,
  si ille hue rebitet, sicut confido affore.

      You do that, sir, and I swear it will cost you dear, if my
      master comes back, as I expect him to do.

Arist.

Pro di immortales, nunc ego teneo, nunc scio quid hoc sit negoti. meus sodalis Philocrates in libertate est ad patrem in patria. bene est, nec quisquam est mihi, aeque melius cui velim. 700 sed hoc mihi aegre est, me huic dedisse operam malam, qui nunc propter me meaque verba vinctus est.

(aside) Great God!  Now I see it!  Now I understand what it all means!  My chum Philocrates is free, has gone home to his father.  Good!  And not a friend have I got that I wish better luck to, either.  But I do feel bad about the cursed way I’ve treated Tyndarus here!  He’s got me and my tongue to thank for being strapped up at this moment.

Hegio

  Votuin te quicquam mi hodie falsum proloqui?

      Didn’t I tell you not to deceive me in the slightest
      particular?

Tynd.

  Votuisti.

      Yes.

Hegio

  Cur es ausus mentiri mihi?

      Then why did you dare lie to me?

Tynd.

  Quia vera obessent illi quoi operam dabam: 
  nunc falsa prosunt.

      Because the truth would have harmed the person I was trying
      to help:  as it is, deceit has served his turn.

Hegio

  At tibi oberunt.

      It won’t serve yours, however.

Tynd.

Optumest. at erum servavi, quem servatum gaudeo. cui me custodem addiderat erus maior meus. sed malene id factum arbitrare?

      Very well, sir.  I saved my master, at any rate, and I’m
      happy in having saved the man that my older master put in my
      care.  Really now, do you think this was a wrong act?

Hegio

  Pessume.

      Atrocious!

Tynd.