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She is very kind; perhaps some other time.

Oh, really; but I mustn't let you go!

She's doing everything herself! Braised game,

Spices and fruits and stoups of the sweetest wine—

Come in with me.

Most kind, but

No excuses.

I won't let go.—A flute-player, very pretty,

Is waiting for you, and two or three such sweet

Young dancing girls.

Did you say dancing girls?

Yes. Do come in.—They just were going to serve

The fish, and have the table lifted in.

I will! I'll chance it!—Go straight in and tell

Those dancing girls that Heracles is coming!

Here, boy, take up the bags and follow me.

Stop, please!—You didn't take it seriously

When I just dressed you as Heracles for fun?

You can't be so ridiculous, Xanthias.

Take up the bags at once and bring them in.