What, you whipping post? So, you gallows-bird? D’ye think we skulk from our master? On with you straight to the master you summon us to, the master you’ve wanted to see this long time past. (goes toward forum)
Merc.
Trader
Nunc demum? tamen numquam hinc feres argenti
nummum, nisi me
dare iusserit Demaenetus.
At last, eh?
But never a penny do you get from me, unless I
am instructed
to give it to you by Demaenetus.
Leon.
Ita facito, age ambula ergo.
tu contumeliam alteri facias, tibi non
dicatur?
tam ego homo sum quam tu.
All right, all
right! Come, step along, then! Do you want
to
insult another
man and not get it back? I’m as much of
a man
as you are!
Merc.
Trader
Scilicet. ita res est.
No doubt. Quite so.
Leon.
Sequere hac ergo 490 praefiscini hoc nunc dixerim: nemo etiam me accusavit merito meo, neque me alter est Athenis hodie quisquam, cui credi recte aeque putent.
Come along this way, then. (stops) If I may say so without presumption, let me tell you this now: no one has ever yet accused me justly, and there’s not a single other man in all Athens that people think worthy of such confidence as me, either.
Merc.
Trader
Fortassis. sed tamen me
numquam hodie induces, ut tibi credam
hoc argentum ignoto.
lupus est homo homini, non homo, quom
qualis sit non novit.
I dare say.
But notwithstanding, never will you induce me
to-day to trust
this money to you, a stranger, (somewhat
apologetically)
“Man is no man, but a wolf, to a stranger.”
Leon.
Iam nunc secunda mihi facis. scibam huic
te capitulo hodie.
facturum satis pro iniuria; quamquam ego
sum sordidatus,
frugi tamen sum, nec potest peculium enumerari.
(encouraged) Now there, that’s decent of you! I knew you’d soon be making amends to a good fellow for doing him an injustice. No matter if I do look shabby, I’m an honest man just the same, and as for the cash I’ve laid by—it can’t be counted.
Merc.
Trader
Fortasse.
(sceptically) I dare say.
Leon.
Etiam[13] Periphanes Rhodo mercator dives
absente ero solus mihi talentum argenti
soli 500
adnumeravit et mihi credidit, nequest
deceptus in eo.
Even Periphanes, the rich trader from Rhodes, counted out two hundred pounds to me when master was away and we were all by ourselves,—he trusted me, and he wasn’t deceived in doing so, either.
Merc.
Trader