THYRSIS: Jewels?—And where did you ever get them?
CORYDON: Oh, over here.
THYRSIS: You mean to say you found them, By digging around in the ground for them?
CORYDON: [Unpleasantly.] No, Thyrsis, By digging down for water for my sheep.
THYRSIS: Corydon, come to the wall a minute, will you? I want to talk to you.
CORYDON: I haven't time. I'm making me a necklace of red stones.
THYRSIS: I'll give you all the water that you want, For one of those red stones,—if it's a good one.
CORYDON: Water?—what for?—what do I want of water?
THYRSIS: Why, for your sheep!
CORYDON: My sheep?—I'm not a shepherd!