You fear the opposition of Asterius?
Pertinax.
That, doubtless, would be terrible, since, when roused, he blusters like the Adriatic in a storm! However, the more violent the tempest, the shorter-lived! With your all-powerful intercession, Valentinus, Asterius might be reconciled! He might suffer me with my hoardings to buy my freedom, and since, through the merits of the gods and of my ancestors, my name is no less honourable than his own, and since no wooers besiege his door for his blind daughter he might be brought to look with favour on me as a son-in-law! Lies not the trouble there!
Valentinus.
Then where?
Pertinax.
With Tertulla! With the maid herself!
Valentinus.
You mean she holds you in aversion!
Pertinax.