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ACT IV.

SCENE I.

Enter DÆMONES.
'Twas a right deed, and 'tis a pleasure to me,
That I could serve these damsels.—I am now
Their patron and protector. They are both
Of a rare age and beauty; but the jade,
My wife, still watches me on ev'ry side,
Lest I should shew a liking to the damsels.—
I marvel what my slave Gripus is doing,
Who went last night a fishing on the sea:
He had been wiser, had he slept at home,
Such weather, such a night: what he has caught,
I'll dress within the hollow of my hand,
The sea was so tempestuous. (He is called)
But my wife
Calls me to dinner; I must home again;
Though she will stun my ears with her vile prattle.

SCENE II.

Enter GRIPUS.)
Thanks to my patron Neptune, whose abode
Is in the briny regions stor'd with fishes,
Since he has sent me from his watry realms
Full fraught, and laden with the choicest booty;
My boat too safe, which in the stormy sea
Has blest me with a new and plenteous fishing.
'Twas a rare chance this kind of fishery,
How very wondrous and incredible!
I have not caught me an ounce weight of fish,
Save what I have here in my net. I rose.
At midnight all alert, prefering gain
To rest and sleep; and though the tempest roar'd,
I labour'd to relieve my master's wants,
And help me in my state of servitude.
I never have been sparing of my pains.
The sluggard's good for nothing: I detest
Such kind of fellows. He, who in good time
Would do his duty, should be vigilant,
Not wait, 'till he is rous'd to't by his master.
Those who love sleep, indulge it to their cost;
They get no profit, and are sure to suffer.
I, who was ever diligent, have found
That which will keep me lazy, if I will.
I found it in the sea, whatever's in it.
Whatever's in it, by my faith 'tis heavy:
I think there's gold in't. Not a soul besides
Is privy to the chance. Now, Gripus, now
Thou hast a fair occasion to procure
Thy freedom of the Prætor. This I'll do,
This I'm determin'd, I'll address my master
With art and cunning, proffer him a sum
By little and by little for my freedom:
When I am free, I'll purchase house and lands,
And slaves, and fit out vessels, and engage
In traffick; among kings I'll be a king.
And then for my amusement I will build
A pleasure-barge, and copy Stratonicus:
I'll sail about from place to place: and when
My greatness is notorious, I will found
A mighty city, and will call it Gripus
After my own name, as a monument
Of my exploits and fame: there I'll erect
A potent monarchy.—My mind's resolv'd
On high and mighty matters.—But 'twere best
To hide this wallet; and this king must dine
On salt and vinegar, no better chear. (Going)

SCENE III.

Enter TRACHALIO.
Ho! stay there—

Grip.
Stay! for what?

Trach.
Till I roll up
This rope here, which you're dragging after you.

Grip.
Let it alone pray.

Trach.
But I must assist you.
Kindness on good men is not thrown away.

Grip.
The weather yesterday was very boisterous:
I have no fish, young man; don't think I have.
And don't you see, I bring my net home wet,
With nothing in't?

Trach.
It is not fish I want,
But only to discourse with you.

Grip.
You kill me (Going)

With your impertinence, whoe'er you are.

Trach.
(Holding him.)
I will not let you go.—Stay.

Grip.
See that you
Repent not.—What a plague d'ye pull me back for?

Trach.
Hear me.

Grip.
I will not hear.

Trach.
Nay but you shall.

Grip.
Another time say what you will.

Trach.
But good now,
What I've to tell you is of moment.

Grip.
Speak,
What is it?

Trach.
See, if no one is behind us.

Grip.
And how am I concern'd in't?

Trach.
Very much.
But can you give me good advice?

Grip.
What is it?
Tell me.

Trach.
I'll tell you,—hist,—If you will promise
Not to betray me.

Grip.
Well then, I do promise
Not to betray you, whosoe'er you are.

Trach.
List then. I saw a man commit a theft,
And knew the owner, whom the goods belong'd to.
Strait comes I to the thief, and offers him
This fair proposal. Of your theft, quoth I,
I'm witness, and I know the owner: now
If you will give me half, I'll not discover it.
The fellow makes me no reply. What think you
It were but just that he should give me? Half,
I hope you'll say.

Grip.
Ay truly that, and more:
If he don't give it, you shou'd tell the owner.

Trach.
I'll do as you advise me.—Mind me now:
For this is your concern.

Grip.
How my concern?

Trach.
That wallet; I have known the owner long.

Grip.
What's that?

Trach.
And how 'twas lost.

Grip.
And how 'twas found
I know, and who 'twas found it, and I know
Who is the owner now: but what is that
To you or me? I know whose it is now,
You whose it was. No one shall have it from me:
Think not to get it.

Trach.
If the owner comes,
Shall he not have it?

Grip.
No one is the owner,—
Don't be mistaken,—no one but myself,
Who caught it when a fishing.

Trach.
Did you so?

Grip.
What fish is in the sea, that is not mine?
As soon as I have caught them, they are mine;
I hold them for my own, at my disposal;
And no one claims a part: I sell them all
As my own property in open market.
The sea is common unto all.

Trach.
Agreed:
This wallet then, why shou'd it not be common
'Twixt you and me? you found it in the sea;
'Tis common then.

Grip.
Was ever such assurance?
If this were law you talk of, we poor fishermen
Would be undone; for soon as e'er our fish
Were brought to market, and exposed to sale,
No one would buy, but ev'ry one would claim
A portion of the fish, crying forsooth,
That we had caught them in the sea that's common.

Trach.
How say you, sauce-box? Will you dare to place
A wallet in comparison with fish?
Think you, they are the same?

Grip.
When I have thrown
My net in, 'tis no longer in my power:
Whatever sticks to it. I haul it up,
And what my net has got, is mine alone.

Trach.
Nay but it is not, if you catch a wallet.

Grip.
O rare philosopher!

Trach.
Good conjurer,
Did you e'er know a fisherman, that caught
A wallet fish, or carried one to market?
Would you be jack of all trades as you like?
Would you, you rascal, deal in wallets too
As well as be a fisherman? But now
Shew me what kind of fish a wallet is,
Or you shall carry nothing off, that was not
Bred in the sea, and has not scales.

Grip.
What never
Heard of a wallet-fish before?

Trach.
You villain!
There's no such fish.

Grip.
Nay verily there is;
And I, who am a fisherman, must know:
But it is rarely caught: no fish so seldom
Comes to our coast.

Trach.
That will avail you nought,
You gallows knave; d'ye think you can deceive me?
What colour is it of?

Grip.
There are but few
Caught of this colour: some are red, some black,
And some are very large.

Trach.
I understand you.
You will be chang'd into a wallet fish,
Unless you have a care: first you'll be red,
Then black.

Grip.
What rascal have I stumbled on?

Trach.
This is mere talking, and we waste the day.
Whose arbitration, say, shall we abide by?

Grip.
That wallet's.

Trach.
Ay indeed!—You are a fool.

Grip.
Fare you well, Thales! (Going)


Trach.
(Holding him)
Nay you shall not have it,
Unless you place it in some person's hands,
And chuse an umpire to decide betwixt us.

Grip.
What, are you mad?

Trach.
I'm drunk with ellebore.

Grip.
I'm Ceres-struck: yet I'll not part with this.

Trach.
Speak but another word, I'll knock your brains out;
If you don't let it go, like a new spunge,
I'll suck up ev'ry drop of moisture in you.

Grip.
Touch me, and I will dash you to the ground
Flat as a flounder.—Will you fight?

Trach.
What need
Of fighting? rather let us share the booty.

Grip.
You will get nothing but your own mishap,
So don't expect it. I'll be gone. (Going.)


Trach.
But I
Will make your vessel tack about to stop you.

Grip.
If you are at the poop, I'll keep at stern.
Let go the rope, you rascal.

Trach.
Let it go?
Do you let go the wallet.

Grip.
You'll not be
A fig the better now for all that's in it.

Trach.
Your bare denial is no proof to me,
But you must either let me have a share on't,
Or you must place it in some person's hands,
And chuse an umpire to decide betwixt us.

Grip.
How! what I caught at sea?—

Trach.
I saw from shore.

Grip.
With my own pains, my own net, my own boat?

Trach.
What if the owner come, whose property
It is, shall I, who saw you from a far
Take it, be counted less a thief than you?

Grip.
No, certainly. (Offers to go.)


Trach.
Stay, rascal. By what argument
Am I to be a thief, and not a sharer?
Give me to know.

Grip.
I can't, nor do I know
Your city laws; but this is mine, I'll stand to it.

Trach.
I say tis mine too.

Grip.
Hold—I've found a method,
How you may neither be the thief nor sharer.

Trach.
Ah! how is that?

Grip.
Let me depart in peace,
Do you go your own way, and hold your tongue:
You shall tell no one, and I'll give you nothing:
You shall be silent, I'll be silent too.
This is the best, the fairest thing that can be.

Trach.
What! will you make me no proposal?

Grip.
Yes;
I have already.—“That you should be gone,
“Let go the rope, and trouble me no longer.”

Trach.
Stay; will you take my offer?

Grip.
Prithee take
Yourself away.

Trach.
Do you know any one
Lives hereabouts?

Grip.
Sure I must know my neighbours.

Trach.
Where do you live?

Grip.
Far off in yonder fields.

Trach.
Say, will you leave it to his arbitration,
Who lives here at this house?

(Pointing to Dæmones's house.)
Grip.
Let go the rope
A little, while I step apart, and think on't.—
(Aside)
Bravo! all's safe: the prize is all my own.
My fellow summons me on my own dunghill,
Chuses my master for an arbitrator!
I dare be sworn, he will not give a doit
Away from his own servant. Sure the fool
Is not aware of what he has proposed.—
(To Trach.)
Well, I'll attend you to the arbitrator.

Trach.
What should you do else?

Grip.
Though I know for certain
This is my lawful right, I'll do so rather
Than go to boxing with you.

Trach.
Now you please me.

Grip.
Though I am call'd before an arbitrator,
Who is a stranger, and unknown to me,
If he but do me justice, though unknown,
It is the same as though we were acquainted.
If not, though known, he's as an utter stranger.

(They advance towards as Dæmones's House.)

SCENE IV.

Enter DÆMONES, with PALÆSTRA and AMPELISCA; the two SERVANTS behind.
DÆMONES.
Faith seriously, my girls, I wish to do
What you yourselves wish, but I fear, my wife
On your account would thrust me out of doors,
Pretending that I brought my misses home
Under her nose, before her eyes.—Do you then,
Rather than I, take refuge at the altar.

Pal. and Amp.
We are undone!

Dæm.
Fear nothing: I'll protect you.
(To the Servants.)
What brought you out of doors? Why do you follow me?
While I am present, no one shall molest them.
Go get ye in, I say, and there stand centinel.

Grip.
Save you, good master.

Dæm.
How now, Gripus? Save you.

Trach.
Is this your servant?

Grip.
Yes, and no disgrace to him

Trach.
I've nothing to do with you.

Grip.
Get you gone then.

Trach.
I pray you, tell me, Sir; is this your servant?

Dæm.
He is.

Trach.
So,—best of all then, if he is.
Once more I kiss your hands, Sir.

Dæm.
I am your's.
You are the fellow, are you not, that went
A little while ago to call your master?

Trach.
The same.

Dæm.
What would you now?

Trach.
Is this your servant?

Dæm.
He is.

Trach.
So,—best of all then, if he is.

Dæm.
What is the matter?

Trach.
He's an arrant rascal.

Dæm.
What has this arrant rascal done to you?

Trach.
I would his legs were broke.

Dæm.
Why, what's the matter?
What is your contest now about?

Trach.
I'll tell you.

Grip.
Nay I will tell you.

Trach.
I will; 'tis my business
To move the court.

Grip.
If you had any shame,
You would move off.

Dæm.
Peace, Gripus, and attend.

Grip.
What! shall he speak the first?

Dæm.
Attend, I say.
(To Trach.)
Speak you.

Grip.
And will you let a stranger speak
'Fore your own servant?

Trach.
How impossible
To curb his tongue!—As I was telling you,
That curst Procurer's wallet, whom you drove
Just now from Venus' Temple,—lo! he has it.

Grip.
I have it not.

Trach.
And will you dare deny
What I beheld myself, with my own eyes?

Grip.
Would you were blind, I say!—Suppose I have it,
Or have it not, why d'ye concern yourself
With my affairs?

Trach.
It does concern me, whether
You have possession justly or unjustly.

Grip.
I caught it, or I'd give you leave to hang me.
Since in the sea I caught it with my net,
How is't more your's than mine?

Trach.
He wou'd deceive you:
He has it, as I told you.

Grip.
What d'ye say?

Trach.
If he's your servant, prithee keep him under,
That I, whose right it is, may speak the first.

Grip.
How! would you have my master deal with me,
As your's with you? though he may keep you under,
Our master is not us'd to serve us so.

Dæm.
Faith he has match'd you there.—What wou'd you? tell me.

Trach.
I ask no share, no portion of the wallet,
Nor did I say 'twas mine: but there is in it
A little casket of that damsel's, who
I told you was free-born.

Dæm.
What her you mean,
My countrywoman, as you said?

Trach.
The same.
And in that casket, which is in the wallet,
There are some toys of her's, which when a child
She had: to him they're of no use or service,
But if he give them her, may be the means
For her to find her parents.

Dæm.
Say no more,
I'll make him give them.

Grip.
Troth I'll give her nothing.

Trach.
I ask but for the casket and those toys.

Grip.
But what if they be gold?

Trach.
Suppose they are,
You shall have gold for gold, of equal value,
Silver for silver.

Grip.
Let me see your gold,
And you shall see the casket.

Dæm.
Hold your tongue;
Beware thee of a drubbing:— (To Trach.)
You go on.

Trach.
I pray you, have compassion of this damsel,
If it indeed be the Procurer's wallet,
As I suppose it is; I do not say
'Tis his for certain, but 'tis my opinion.

Grip.
(Aside)
See how the rascal tries to catch his favour!

Trach.
Let me proceed.—If 'tis the rascal's wallet,
These girls will surely know it:—order him
To shew it them.

Grip.
How! shew it them?

Dæm.
He asks
Nothing but what is reasonable, Gripus.

Grip.
'Tis most unreasonable.

Dæm.
Why?

Grip.
Because,
If I produce it, they will cry at once
They know it truly.

Trach.
Rascal! do you think
That ev'ry body's like yourself?—false varlet!

Grip.
I bear all this with patience, while my master
Is on my side.

Trach.
But now he is against you,
And that the casket will bear testimony.

Dæm.
Gripus, be silent and attend! (To Trach.)
Do you
Tell me in few, what is it you would have?

Trach.
I've told you, and I'll tell it you again,
If yet sufficiently you understand not.
These damsels, I inform'd you, are free-born;
And one was stol'n from Athens when a child.

Grip.
But what is this pray to the wallet, whether
They're slaves or free?

Trach.
You'd have me spend the day
In telling the whole o'er again, you villain!

Dæm.
Spare your abuses, and inform me clearly
In what I ask.

Trach.
There should be in the wallet
A wicker casket, that contains some tokens,
Which the poor girl may find her parents by,
And which she had, when stol'n a little child
From Athens, as I told you.

Grip.
Jupiter,
And all the Gods confound you! Don't you see
The damsels are both dumb? why cannot they
Speak for themselves?

Trach.
Because it more becomes
A woman to be silent than to talk.

Grip.
Then by your talk you're neither man nor woman.

Trach.
Why?

Grip.
Talk or not talk, you are good for nothing.
(To Dæm.)
Pray, may I never be allow'd to speak?

Dæm.
Speak but another word, I'll break your head.

Trach.
Pray, Sir, command him to deliver up
That casket to the girls, and what reward
He asks for finding it, it shall be given:
What else is in the wallet, let him have.

Grip.
Ah, so you say at last, now you're convinc'd
I have a right to't, though e'en now you wanted
To go snacks with me.

Trach.
And I want it still.

Grip.
So have I seen a kite stoop at his prey,
And yet get nothing.

Dæm.
Can't I stop your mouth
Without a drubbing?

Grip.
If he's silent, I'll
Be silent too; but if he speak, let me too
Speak in my turn.

Dæm.
Give me the wallet, Gripus.

Grip.
I'll trust it to you on condition you'll
Return it, if there's nothing in't of theirs.

Dæm.
I will.

Grip.
There—take it. (Giving him the wallet.)


Dæm.
Hearkye me, Palæstra,
And Ampelisca, attend to what I say.—
Is this the wallet, that contains your casket?

Pal.
The same.

Grip.
So,—I'm undone, I find.—Before
She could well see it, she cries out—“The same.”

Pal.
I'll make this matter plain, and clear up all.
There is a wicker casket in that wallet;
And each particular that it contains
I'll reckon one by one: you shall not shew me:
If wrong, my word will serve me in no stead,
And all that's in the casket shall be your's;
If right, I pray you let me have my own.

Dæm.
Agreed: she only asks for common justice,
In my opinion.

Trach.
And in mine.

Grip.
But what
If she's a witch, and by that means should tell
What's in the casket? shall a witch then carry it?

Dæm.
No, not unless she give a just account;
Her witchcraft shall not serve her.—Open then
The wallet; I wou'd know the truth directly.

Grip.
(Opening it)
The deed is done!—'tis open'd.—Ah! I'm ruin'd!
I see a casket.

Dæm.
Is this it?

Pal.
The same.
In this, my parents, are you lock'd; in this
My hopes of finding you, and means are lodg'd.

Grip.
Verily you deserve the Gods displeasure,
To cram your parents in so close a compass.

Dæm.
Come hither, Gripus:—'tis your cause is trying.
(To Pal.)
Hearkye me, girl; at distance where you are
Tell the contents, and give a just description
Of each particular within the casket.
If in the smallest tittle you mistake,
Though afterwards you'd wish to speak the truth,
I'd hold it nothing but egregious trifling.

Grip.
You talk what's fair, and justice.

Trach.
Then of you
He talks not: you and justice are quite opposite.

Dæm.
Speak, girl.—Gripus, give ear, and hold your tongue.

Pal.
There are some toys.

Dæm.
I see them.

Grip.
I am slain
At the first onset.—Hold, Sir,—don't produce them.

Dæm.
Describe them,—and recount them all in order.

Pal.
First, there's a little sword with an inscription.

Dæm.
What's the inscription?

Pal.
'Tis my father's name.
Then, there's a little two edg'd axe, of gold too,
Bearing th'inscription of my mother's name.

Dæm.
Hold,—what's your father's name upon the sword?

Pal.
'Tis—Dæmones.

Dæm.
O ye immortal Gods!
Where are my hopes?

Grip.
Nay truly, where are mine?

Dæm.
Proceed, I do beseech you, quickly.

Grip.
Gently.—
(Aside.)
Wou'd you were hang'd!

Dæm.
Tell me your mother's name
Upon the axe.

Pal.
'Tis—Dædalis.

Dæm.
The Gods
Are anxious for my welfare.

Grip.
And my ruin.

Dæm.
Why, Gripus, she must surely be my daughter.

Grip.
She may be so for me.— (To Trach.)
May all the Gods
Confound you, that you chanc'd to spy me out;
And me too, that I did not look about me
An hundred times to watch if no one saw me,
Before I drew my net out of the water.

Pal.
Then there's a small too-handed silver knife,
A little sow too.

Grip.
Would that you were hang'd,
You and your sow too, pigs and all together!

Pal.
There is besides a little heart of gold,
Given me by my father on my birth-day.

Dæm.
'Tis she, 'tis she!—I can refrain no longer,
I must embrace her. (They embrace.)

Save you, my dear daughter!
I, I am Dæmones, and Dædalis
Your mother is within here.

Pal.
Blessings on you,
My unexpected, my unhop'd-for father!

Dæm.
Heav'ns bless you!—With what joy do I embrace you!

Trach.
To me too 'tis a pleasure, since your piety
Has wrought this happy chance.

Dæm.
Come, take the wallet,
And bear it in, Trachalio, if you can.

Trach.
(Taking the wallet.)
Behold the roguery of Gripus!—Gripus,
I give you joy upon your ill success.

Dæm.
Come, daughter, let us in now to your mother.
For she can question you of further proofs,
Who has been more accustom'd to you, more
Acquainted with your tokens.

Trach.
We'll all in,
Since we are all concern'd in this event.

Pal.
Follow me, Ampelisca.

Amp.
I'm rejoic'd
To find the Gods so favourable to you.

[Exeunt all but Gripus.

SCENE V.

GRIPUS
alone.
Well—what an ass am I, t'have found this wallet,
And not have hid it in some secret place!
I thought that I should have a plaguy job on't,
Because I found it in such plaguy weather.
Troth I believe there is a deal of gold
And silver in it. I had best go home,
And hang myself in private,—for a while
At least, till I am rid of this vexation.

[Exit.

SCENE VI.

Enter DÆMONES.
Good heav'ns! was ever man more blest than I,
So unexpectedly to find my daughter!
Is it not plain, that when the Gods would shew
Favour to men, they shew it to the virtuous?
Thus I, beyond my hope, beyond belief,
Most unexpectedly have found my daughter:
And I'll bestow her on a noble youth,
My kinsman, an Athenian. I would have him
Fetch'd here directly; and I bade his servant
Come forth, that I might send him to the Forum.
I marvel why he is not come.—'Twere best
Go to the door.— (He looks in.)
What do I see?—My wife
Hugging and hanging on her daughter's neck.—
This fondling is absurd, 'tis all too idle.
(Calling at the door.)
Nay prithee, wife, a truce with your caresses;
See all things ready for the sacrifice,
Which we must offer to our houshold Gods,
Who have increas'd our family.—We have lambs
And hogs nurtur'd for sacred use.—But why
Do ye detain Trachalio?—Oh, he comes.

SCENE VII.

Enter TRACHALIO.
Trust me, I'll find him out, where'er he is,
And bring him with me.

Dæm.
Tell him what has happen'd
Concerning of my daughter, and beseech him
To leave all other matters, and come hither.

Trach.
Well.

Dæm.
Tell him he shall have my daughter.

Trach.
Well.

Dæm.
And that I knew his father, and that he
Is my relation.

Trach.
Well.

Dæm.
But make haste.

Trach.
Well.

Dæm.
Besure you bring him here to supper.

Trach.
Well.

Dæm.
How! Well to every thing?

Trach.
Well.—But d'ye know
I've a request to make?—that you'd remember
What you have promis'd,—to procure my freedom.

Dæm.
Well.

Trach.
Then persuade my master Pleusidippus
To give it me.

Dæm.
Well.

Trach.
Let your daughter join
In the request: she'll easily prevail.

Dæm.
Well.

Trach.
Further, let me marry Ampelisca,
When I've my freedom.

Dæm.
Well.

Trach.
And let me find
My services indeed rewarded.

Dæm.
Well.

Trach.
How! Well to ev'ry thing?

Dæm.
Well.—So, methinks
I'm even with you.—Prithee now run quickly
Into the city, and come back with speed.

Trach.
Well.—I'll be here this instant.—In the interim
Get all things ready for the sacrifice.

Dæm.
Well.
[Exit Trachalio.
—Ill betide him with his Wells, say I!
He has so stuff'd my ears with nothing else,
Let me say what I wou'd, but Well, Well, Well.

SCENE VIII.

Enter GRIPUS.
When may I have a word with you, good master?

Dæm.
The matter, Gripus?

Grip.
Touching this same wallet:
If you are wise, be wise: keep what the Gods
Have graciously bestow'd.

Dæm.
D'ye think it just,
That I should claim for mine what is another's?

Grip.
And why not, when I found it in the sea?

Dæm.
So much the better luck for him, who lost it:
But that don't make it your's a whit the more.

Grip.
'Tis by your over-righteousness you're poor.

Dæm.
O Gripus, Gripus, there are many traps
Laid to ensnare mankind; and whosoever
Snaps at the bait, is caught by his own greediness:
But he, who acts with caution and with care,
May long enjoy what honestly he owns.
We shall get more by parting with this booty
Than we were better'd by its acquisition.—
What! when I know another's property
Is fall'n into my hands, shall I conceal it?—
No, Dæmones will never do't.—The wise
Can never be too cautious in this point,
Lest they become partakers of ill deeds
With their own servants. 'Tis enough for me
The pleasure of the game, and I'm indifferent
About the winning.

Grip.
So I've often heard
The players talking in the same wise manner,
And much applauded, while they pointed out
Sound morals to the people; but when each man
Went his way home, not one of all the audience
Became such as they bade him be.

Dæm.
Go in;
Don't be impertinent, but cease your chattering.
I'll give you nothing; don't deceive yourself.

Grip.
Pray heav'n, whatever's in the wallet, gold
Or silver, all may be reduc'd to ashes!

[Exit Gripus.

SCENE IX.

DÆMONES
alone.
Th'encouraging of servants in their crimes
Is one main reason, why we have such bad ones.—
This fellow here of mine, had he combin'd
With any other rascal of a servant,
He would have made himself and his accomplice
Both guilty of a theft, and when he thought
That he had got a prize, himself the while
Had been a prize: one prize had caught another.—
Now will I in, and sacrifice, and then
Give order for the supper to be drest.

[Exit.