Xanthias.
Thank you for your kind intention,
But I had some comprehension
Of the task I undertook.
Should the lion-skin make for profit,
He'll attempt to make me doff it—
That I know—by hook or crook.
Still I'll make my acting real,
Peppery gait and fiery look.
Ha! Here comes the great ordeal:
See the door. I'm sure it shook!
Aeacus.
Here, seize this dog-stealer and lead him forth
To justice, quick.
Dionysus (imitating Xanthias).
Here's fun for somebody.
Xanthias (in a Heraclean attitude).
Stop, zounds! Not one step more!
Aeacus.
You want to fight?
Ho, Ditylas, Skeblyas, and Pardokas,
Forward! Oblige this person with some fighting!
Dionysus.
(while the constables gradually overpower Xanthias)
How shocking to assault the constables—
And stealing other people's things!
