Miles Gloriosus

Plautus, Titus Maccius

Plautus. The Comedies of Plautus, Volume 1. Riley, H. T., translator. London: G. Bell and Sons, Ltd., 1912.

  1. discovering her. Palaestrio! O Palaestrio!
PALAESTRIO
  1. Sceledrus! O Sceledrus! What is it you want?
SCELEDRUS
  1. This lady that has come out of that house just now—is she Philocomasium, our master’s lady, or is she not?
PALAESTRIO
  1. I’ faith, I think, it seems to be she. But ’tis a wondrous thing how she could pass from our house to next door; if, indeed, it is she.
SCELEDRUS
  1. And have you any doubt that this is she?
PALAESTRIO
  1. It seems to be she.
SCELEDRUS
  1. Let us approach her, and accost her. Hallo! how’s this, Philocomasium? What is there owing to you in that house? What is your business there? Why are you silent now? I am speaking to you.
PALAESTRIO
  1. No, faith, you are talking to yourself; for nothing at all does she answer.
SCELEDRUS
  1. I am addressing you, woman, brimful of viciousness and disgrace, who are roaming about among your neighbours.
PHILOCOMASIUM
  1. To whom are you talking?