PEN. What then, shall I be reckoned among women, being a man?
BAC. Lest they slay you if you be seen there, being a man.
PEN. You say this well, and you have been long wise.
BAC. Bacchus taught me this wisdom.
PEN. How then can these things which you advise me be well done?
BAC. I will attire you, going into the house.
PEN. With what dress—a woman's? but shame possesses me.
BAC. Do you no longer wish to be a spectator of the Mænads?
PEN. But what attire do you bid me put on my body?
BAC. I will spread out your hair at length on your head.