TYND. How do you know? Were you, perchance, the midwife of my mother, since you dare to affirm this so boldly?
ARIST. When a boy, I saw yourself, a boy.
TYND. But, grown up, I now see you grown up; so, there's for you, in return. If you did right, you wouldn't be troubling yourself about my concerns; do I trouble myself about yours?
HEG. Was his father called Thesaurochrysonicocroesides?
ARIST. He was not; and I never heard that name before this day. Theodoromedes was the father of Philocrates.
TYND. (aside). I'm downright undone. Why don't you be quiet, heart of mine? Go and be stretched, and hang yourself; you are throbbing so, that unfortunate I can hardly stand up for my fear.
HEG. Is a full assurance given me that this was a slave in Elis, and that he is not Philocrates?
ARIST. So fully, that you will never find this to be otherwise; but where is he {11} now?
HEG. Where I the least, and he the most could wish himself. In consequence, then, I'm cut asunder, {12} disjointed, to my sorrow, by the devices of this scoundrel, who has bamboozled me by his tricks just as he has thought fit. But do, please, have a care that you are right.
ARIST. Why, I assure you of this, as an ascertained and established fact.