ibo atque ex uxore hanc rem pergam exquirere,
quis fuerit quem propter corpus suom stupri compleverit
nam me, quam illam quaestionem inquisitam hodie amittere,
mortuom satrust. sed aedis occluserunt. eugepae,
pariter hoc fit atque ut alia facta sunt. feriam foris.
aperite hoc. heus, ecquis hic est? ecquis hoc aperit ostium? 1020

Now I'm going home and ask my wife some more questions
about this, and (_savagely_) find out who it is she has
prostituted herself for. Ah, I'd sooner die than let the
day pass without having this matter settled. (_trying door_)
Well! they've locked up the house! Nice doings! Quite in
accord with the rest of it. I'll knock. (_does so_) Open
up here! Hey! is anyone in? Open--somebody! (_knocks more
lustily_)

IV. 2.

Scene 2.

_Mercury_, MUCH DISHEVELED, APPEARS ON ROOF.

_Mer._

Quis ad fores est?

(_thickly_) Who's at the door?

_Amph._

Ego sum.

I am.

_Mer._

Quid ego sum?

I am, eh?

_Amph._

Ita loquor.

(_sharply_) So I say.

_Mer._

Tibi Iuppiter
dique omnes nati certo sunt, qui sic frangas fores.

Jupiter and ... all the ... gods ... are surely angry at you
... demolishing our door so.

_Amph._

Quo modo?

What do you mean!

_Mer._

Eo modo, ut profecto vivas aetatem miser.

Here's ... what I mean ... you're certainly going to have a
bad, bad time of it.

_Amph._

Sosia.

(_sternly_) Sosia!

_Mer._

Ita, sum Sosia, nisi me esse oblitum existimas.
quid nunc vis?

Just so! That's me ... unless you think I've forgotten. Now
what do ... you want?

_Amph._

Sceleste, at etiam quid velim, id tu me rogas.

Rascal! Do you actually dare ask me that--what I want?

_Mer._

Ita, rogo. paene effregisti, fatue, foribus cardines
an foris censebas nobis publicitus praeberier?
quid me aspectas, stolide? quid nunc vis tibi? aut quid tu es homo?

Of course I do. You've almost hammered the doors off their
hinges, you ... stupid. Didn't suppose we were supplied with
doors at public expense, did you? What are you staring at me
for, you ... booby? What are you after now? Who are you?

_Amph._

Verbero, etiam quis ego sim me rogitas, ulmorum Acheruns?
quem pol ego hodie ob istaec dicta faciam ferventem flagris. 1030

You scoundrel