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How can that be?
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SIMO
You are murdering me when you ask me that.
PSEUDOLUS
A clever fellow.
SIMO
And so are you too, who are quite my equal with your mischievous tricks and lies
PSEUDOLUS
May Jupiter preserve you for me.
SIMO
Aye, and for myself.
But look, does this dress become me quite well?
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PSEUDOLUS
It suits very well.
935
PSEUDOLUS
May the Deities grant you as many blessings as you may wish for yourself. For if I were to wish for as many as you are deserving of, they would be less than nothing; (aside) nor have I ever seen any one more of a rogue than this fellow.
SIMO
Do you say that to me?
PSEUDOLUS
This man’s an honest fellow.
SIMO
It is neither this person, then (pointing to PSEUDOLUS), nor myself.
PSEUDOLUS
But take care that you don’t be tripping.
SIMO
Can’t you hold your tongue? He that puts a man in mind of that which, remembering it, he does keep in mind, causes him to forget it. I recollect everything; they are stored up in my breast; my plans are cleverly laid.
940
PSEUDOLUS
I’m silent. But what good turn shall I do you if you carry through this matter with management?
SIMO
They won’t do so; you’ll be uttering sheer falsehoods then.
PSEUDOLUS
How I do love you, Simmia, for your roguery, and both fear and laud you.
SIMO
That I have learned to make a present of to others; you can’t put your flatteries on me.
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