Tam. What! don’t you count me amongst the living, so that you leave me out of consideration?
Cast. What, then, do you stake, you man of straw (faenee).
Tam. I, for my part, wish to increase the stake.
Manr. What do you say, Castellus?
Cast. At last you consult me, after you have increased the stake by your own arrangements. I should not dare, on my hand, to stake up to such an increase.
Val. Give a definite answer.
Cast. I haven’t the grounds for doing so. Everything seems ambiguous and doubtful. Hence I answer hesitatingly, timidly, diffidently. Isn’t this expressed sufficiently clearly?
Manr. Immortal God, what an abundance of words! The hail we lately had, did not fall so thickly! But, I beg, let us risk a little.
Cast. Let us make the attempt when you please, but don’t expect a great stake from me.
Manr. But you will bring what assistance you can?