A balance in his hands, he'll pay you down
In Attic oboli, and thus secures
A double profit by the exchange of both.—Anon.
The same.
Troth, in my greener days I had some notion
That here at Athens only, rogues sold fish;
But everywhere, it seems, like wolf or fox
The race is treacherous by nature found.
However, we have one scamp in the agora
Who beats all others hollow. On his head