Euclio (claims) out! Go out from the Office, serum.
(keep on stage enters)
the server what it is, my lord? Why do you call me at the office? (Euclio may make the lashes) Oh, poor me. that harasses me, my lord. For now my lashes. but, you, my Lord, why me, the whipping?
of Eve: Oh poor me. Hush. to bad you are! that harasses me miserable! early in the morning there, Staphylus, in the morning! Stand up! I warn you!
(Euclio enters the room)
Ser .: oh poor me. that the unhappy he is my master.
(Euclio from the Office of the stage enters)
of Eve: is safe. However, why do you stand over there? Why is not he in the house? Go! inside the temple! Shut the door!
(keep it enters into the house)
now go away to the praetor, that I am poor. as against him! but if it stays here, the neighbors with my "Hey," they say, "the old man, frail man, with a lot of gold".
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