? num quid vis?

(_about to leave_) Well, there's nothing I can do?

_Mega._

Vale.

Yes--take good care of yourself.

_Eun._

Et tu, frater.

You too, brother. [EXIT _Eunomia_.

_Mega._

Ego conveniam Euclionem, si domi est.
sed eccum video. nescio unde sese homo recipit domum.

Now for an interview with Euclio, if he's at home.
(_looking down street_) Hullo, though! here he is! Just
getting back from somewhere or other.

II. 2.

Scene 2.

ENTER _Euclio._

_Eucl._

Praesagibat mi animus frustra me ire, quom exibam domo;
itaque abibam invitus; nam neque quisquam curialium
venit neque magister quem dividere argentum oportuit. 180
nunc domum properare propero, nam egomet sum hic, animus domi est.

(_without seeing Megadorus_) I knew it! Something told me I
was going on a fool's errand when I left the house; that's
why I hated to go. Why, there wasn't a single man of our
ward there, or the director either, who ought to have
distributed the money. Now I'll hurry up and hurry home:
I'm here in the body, but that's where my mind is.

_Mega._

Salvos atque fortunatus, Euclio, semper sies.

(_advancing with outstretched hand_) Good day to you,
Euclio, yes, and the best of everything to you always!

_Eucl._

Di te ament, Megadore.

(_taking hand gingerly_) God bless you, Megadorus.

_Mega._

Quid tu? recten atque ut vis vales?

How goes it? All right, are you? Feeling as well as you
could wish?

_Eucl._

Non temerarium est, ubi dives blande appellat pauperem.
iam illic homo aurum scit me habere, eo me salutat blandius.

(_aside_) There's something behind it when a rich man puts
on that smooth air with a poor one. Now that fellow knows
I've got gold: that's why he's so uncommon smooth with his
salutations.

_Mega._

Ain tu te valere?

You say you are well?

_Eucl._

Pol ego haud perbene a pecunia.

Heavens, no: I feel low, very low--in funds.

_Mega._

Pol si est animus aequos tibi. sat habes qui bene vitam colas.

(_cheerily_) Well, well, man, if you have a contented mind,
you've got enough to enjoy life with.

_Eucl._

Anus hercle huic indicium fecit de auro, perspicue palam est.
cui ego iam linguam praecidam atque oculos effodiam domi.