PISTHETAERUS. Paralus or Salaminia?[319]
IRIS. What do you mean?
PISTHETAERUS. Let a buzzard rush at her and seize her.[320]
IRIS. Seize me! But what do all these insults betoken?
PISTHETAERUS. Woe to you!
IRIS. 'Tis incomprehensible.
PISTHETAERUS. By which gate did you pass through the wall, wretched woman?
IRIS. By which gate? Why, great gods, I don't know.
PISTHETAERUS. You hear how she holds us in derision. Did you present yourself to the officers in command of the jays? You don't answer. Have you a permit, bearing the seal of the storks?
IRIS. Am I awake?