Sol. Thou ravest, Diogenes, for thy life is different from thy 55 words. Did not I see thee come out of a brothell house? Was it not a shame?
Diog. It was no shame to goe out, but a shame to goe in.
Gran. It were a good deede, Manes, to beate thy master.
Manes. You were as good eate my master. 60
One of the People. Hast thou made us all fooles, and wilt thou not flie?
Diog. I tell thee, unlesse thou be honest, I will flie.[919]
People. Dog, dog, take a bone!
Diog. Thy father need feare no dogs, but dogs thy father.[920] 65
People. We will tell Alexander that thou reprovest him behinde his back.
Diog. And I will tell him that you flatter him before his face.