Perde 3
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But see, here’s Tranio, the servant of Philolaches, people who pay me neither interest nor principal on my money.
560
THEUROPIDES
Whither are you betaking yourself?
TRANIO
I’m going no whither. (Aside.) For sure, I am a wretch, a rascal, one born with all the Gods my foes! He’ll now be accosting me in the old man’s presence. Assuredly, I am a wretched man;
in such a fashion both this way and that do they find business for me. But I’ll make haste and accost him. (Moves towards the BANKER.)
565
A BANKER
He’s coming towards me. I’m all right I’ve some hopes of my money;
TRANIO
The fellow’s deceived.Part of line 567b in the Latin. (To the BANKER.) I heartily bid you hail, my friend Saturides Friend Saturides: A nickname coined by the author, from satur, brimful, of money, probably..
A BANKER
And hail to you. What about the money?
TRANIO
Be off with you, will you, you brute.
Directly you come, you commence the attack Commence the attack: Pilum injecisti. Literally, you have thrown the dart. To throw the dart was a common expression, signifying to make the first attack; as the darts were thrown before recourse was had against me.
570
A BANKER
This fellow’s empty-handed.
TRANIO
This fellow’s surely a conjurer.
A BANKER
But why don’t you put an end to this trifling?
TRANIO
Tell me, then, what it is you want.
A BANKER
Where is Philolaches?
TRANIO
You never could have met me more opportunely than you have met me.
TRANIO
Step this way.
575
A BANKER
Why isn’t the money repaid me?
575
TRANIO
I know that you have a good voice; don’t bawl out so loud.
