Diog. Upon condition.
Psyllus. What?
Diog. That you should tell me wherefore any of you both were 165 good.
Gran. Why, I am a scholler and well seene in philosophy.
Psyllus. And I a prentice and well seene in painting.
Diog. Well then, Granichus, be thou a painter to amend thine ill face; and thou, Psyllus, a philosopher to correct thine evill 170 manners. But who is that? Manes?
Manes [coming forward slowly]. I care not who I were, so I were not Manes.
Gran. You are taken tardie.
Psyllus. Let us slip aside, Granichus, to see the salutation betweene 175 Manes and his master.
[They draw back.]