Green. Calopodius, the armour–bearer, wrongs me, Master of all.
Mand. Calopodius has no employment.
Green. Be he who he may, he shall die the death of Judas! God repay him his injuries to me, and that quickly!
Mand. You come, not to the games, but to insult your rulers.
Green. If any wrong me, he shall die the death of Judas!
Mand. Be quiet, ye Jews, Manichæans, and Samaritans.
Green. Jews are we, and Samaritans? the mother of God is with all.
Mand. How long will you heap curses on yourselves?
Green. If any deny that our master believes rightly, let him be accursed like Judas!
Mand. I tell you to be baptized in the name of one.