I promised her two Cæsars.
Dom.Two! how two?
Sel. A secret that of art; our divination
Hath many such. The gods are favourable.
Dom. Talk not to me of gods. One was enough;
Yet the other matters not. Two Cæsars indeed!
Most favourable gods!—See, here I give you
Two hundred sesterces: but for that sum
Require another service.
Sel.I thank you, madam.