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Ah, ha! what a dense forest you have there! (Pointing.)

So was Myronides one of the best-bearded of men o’ this side; his backside was all black, and he terrified his enemies as much as Phormio.

I want to tell you a fable too, to match yours about Melanion. Once there was a certain man called Timon, a tough customer, and a whimsical, a true son of the Furies, with a face that seemed to glare out of a thorn-bush. He withdrew from the world because he couldn’t abide bad men, after vomiting a thousand curses at ’em, He had a holy horror of ill-conditioned fellows, but he was mighty tender towards women.

Suppose I up and broke your jaw for you!

I am not a bit afraid of you.

Suppose I let fly a good kick at you?

I should see your backside then.