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rought? PREP. I have brought two lumps of the very best salt for the lobster salad. THES. Oh--is that all? PREP. All. Ha. Ha. He asks if it is all. {Stup. consoles him] THES. But, I say--this is capital so far as it goes. Nothing could be better, but it doesn't go far enough. The claret, for instance. I don't insist on claret--or a lobster--I don't insist on lobster, but a lobster salad without a lobster, why it isn't lobster salad. Here, Tipseion. TIP. [a very drunken, bloated fellow, dressed, however, with scrupulous accuracy and wearing a large medal around his neck] My master. [Falls on his knees to Thes. and kisses his robe.] THES. Get up--don't be a fool. Where's the claret? We arranged last week that you were to see to that. TIPS. True, dear master. But then I was a drunkard. THES. You were. TIPS. You engaged me to play convivial parts on the strength of my personal appearance. THES. I did. TIPS. Then you found that my habits interfered with my duties as low comedian. THES. True. TIPS. You said yesterday that unless I took the pledge you would dismiss me from your company. THES. Quite so. TIPS. Good. I have taken it. It is all I have taken since yesterday. My preserver. [embraces him] THES. Yes, but where's the wine? TIPS. I left it behind that I might not be tempted to violate my pledge. PREP. Minion. [Attempts to get at him, is restrained by Stupidas] THES. Now, Preposteros, what is the matter with you? PREP. It is enough that I am down-trodden in my profession. I will not submit to imposition out of it. It is enough that as your heavy villain I get the worst of it every night in a combat of six. I will not submit to insult in the day time. I have come out. Ha. Ha. to enjoy myself. THES. But look here, you know--virtue only triumphs at night from seven to ten--vice gets the best of it during the other twenty one hours. Won't that satisfy you? [Stupidas endeavours to pacify him.] PREP. [Irritated to Stupidas] Ye are odious to my sight. Get out of it. STUP. [In great terror] What have I done? THES. Now what is it. Preposteros, what is it? PREP. I a -- hate him and would have his life. THES. [to Stup.] That's it--he hates you and would have your life. Now go and be merry. STUP. Yes, but why does he hate me? THES. Oh--exactly. [to Prep.] Why do
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