EURIPIDES. To shave off this beard of yours, and to remove your hair below as well.
MNESILOCHUS. Do what you think fit; I yield myself entirely to you.
EURIPIDES. Agathon, you have always razors about you; lend me one.
AGATHON. Take if yourself, there, out of that case.
EURIPIDES. Thanks. Sit down and puff out the right cheek.
MNESILOCHUS. Oh! oh! oh!
EURIPIDES. What are you shouting for? I'll cram a spit down your gullet, if you're not quiet.
MNESILOCHUS. Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! (He springs up and starts running away.)
EURIPIDES. Where are you running to now?
MNESILOCHUS. To the temple of the Eumenides.[563] No, by Demeter I won't let myself be gashed like that.