A trifle this:
A singing eunuch's price, a pandar's fee,
Exceeds this sum at court.
The king expects us.
Cleom. Come after us, Pantheus,
And bring my boy Cleonidas along.
I'll shew his youth this base luxurious court,
Just as in sober Sparta we expose
Our drunken Helots; only with design
To wean our children from the vice of wine. [Exeunt.