How matters stand with you?—if you attempt
To raise a riot in this place to-day,
I’ll answer for it, that you shall remember
This place, to-day, and me, your whole life-long.
Gnat. I pity you: to make so great a man
Your enemy!
Chrem. Hence! or I’ll break your head.
Gnat. How’s that, you hang-dog? Are you for that sport?
Thra. Who are you, fellow?—what d’ye mean?—and what
Have you to do with Pamphila?