What's the matter with you?
THEU. You have deceived me. TRA. How so, pray?
THEU. You've wiped me clean [5]. TRA. Consider, please, if it wasn't
well done; is your nose running _still_?
THEU. Aye, all my brains besides have you been wiping out of my head as
well. For all your villanies I have discovered from their very roots;
and not from the roots, indeed, i' faith, but even from beneath the very
roots. Never this day, by my troth, will you have planned _all
this_ without being punished. I shall at once, you villain, order
fire and faggots [6] to be placed around you.
TRA. Don't do it; for it's my way to be sweeter boiled than roasted.
THEU. Upon my faith, I'll make an example of you.
TRA. Because I please you, you select me for an example.
THEU. Say _now_: what kind of a person did I leave my son, when I
went away from here?
TRA. _One_ with feet _and_ hands, with fingers, ears, eyes,
_and_ lips. THEU. I asked you something else _than that_.
TRA. For that reason I now answer you something else. But look, I see
Callidamates, the friend of your son, coming this way. Deal with me in
his presence, if you want anything.
[Footnote 1: _Servants under examination_)--Ver. 1073.
"Quaestioni." "Examination by torture;" which was the method used by the
Romans for extracting confessions from slaves.]
[Footnote 2: _Take position of this altar_)--Ver.
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