Euclio (shouting) Get out! Go out at the offices of, serum.
(serum enters the stage)
serves what is it, my lord? at the offices of, Why art thou callest me? (Euclio may make lashes) Oh poor me. that harasses me, my lord. For me, now lashes. but you, my Lord, why hast thou uerberas?
EVC: o wretched I am. Be quiet. You are so bad! make me unhappy further?! in the morning there, Staphyla, in the morning! Stand up! I give you warning!
(in the temple enters Euclio)
Ser .: o me a poor wretch. that the unhappy he is my master.
(enters the stage at the Offices of Euclio)
EVC: it is safe. Why are you still standing there? Why is not the temple? Go away! inside the house! shut up the door!
(keep in the temple enters)
to the praetor, now I am going away, that I am poor. that exempted him! but if it stays here, the neighbors with my 'hem' they say, 'the old man, frail man a lot of gold. "
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