Take to your houses and firesides again.
San. My mind was like a sop i’ th’ pan, long since.
Gnat. Good fellow!
San. To the right about there! march!
Exit, with Gnatho and Thraso at the head of the troops.
[ ACT THE FIFTH.]
[ SCENE I.]
Thais and Pythias.
Thais. Still, still, you, baggage, will you shuffle with me?