You understand me?
Xanthias.Yes, I understand you—
A lucky, promising direction, truly.
Charon (to BACCHUS). Sit down at the oar. Come, quick, if there are more coming!—
Hullo! what’s that you’re doing?
(BACCHUS is seated in a buffoonish attitude in the side of the boat where the oar was fastened.)
Bacchus.What you told me.
I’m sitting at the oar.
Charon.Sit there, I tell you,
You fatguts; that’s your place.