Perde 4
[Textpart 4]
Avaunt, you beast, do you believe what he says?
PYTHIAS
What is there to believe? The thing speaks for itself.
PHAEDRIA
Step aside a little this way. Do you hear? (DORUS steps aside.) A little further still. That will do. Now tell me this once more; did Chaerea take your clothes off you?
705
PHAEDRIA
And did he put them on?
PHAEDRIA
And was he brought here instead of you?
PHAEDRIA
Great Jupiter! O wicked and audacious fellow!
PYTHIAS
Woe unto me! Now at last will you believe that we have been insulted in a disgraceful manner?
PHAEDRIA
It is no wonder that you believe what the fellow says. (Aside.) What I’m to do I know not. (Aside to DORUS.) Hark you, deny it all again. (Aloud.) Can I not this day extract the truth from you? Did you really see my brother Chaerea?
710
PHAEDRIA
He can’t be brought to confess without being punished, I see: follow me this way. At one moment he affirms, at another denies. (Aside.) Ask pardon of me.
DORUS
Indeed, I do entreat you, Phaedria.
PHAEDRIA
Be off in-doors.
PHAEDRIA
How in any other fashion to get decently out of this I don’t know; for really it’s all up with me. (Aloud, with pretended indignation.) Will you be trifling with me even here, you knave?
715
PYTHIAS
I’m as certain that this is the contrivance of Parmeno as that I’m alive.
DORIAS
So it is, no doubt.
PYTHIAS
I’faith, I’ll find out a method to-day to be even with him. But now, what do you think ought to be done, Dorias?
