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 We unite our vows and chants to those of this new magistrate. His words have won our favour and we are convinced that he loves the people more than any of  the young men of the present day. Xanthias brings in two persons costumed as dogs, but with masks that suggest Laches and Cleon.
If there be any judge near at hand, let him enter; once the proceedings have opened, we shall admit him no more. Philocleon
Who is the defendant? Bdelycleon
This one. Philocleon
He does not stand a chance. Bdelycleon
Listen to the indictment.  A dog of Cydathenaea doth hereby charge Labes of Aexonia with having devoured a Sicilian cheese by himself without accomplices. Penalty demanded, a collar of fig-tree wood. Philocleon
Nay, a dog's death, if convicted. Bdelycleon
This is Labes, the defendant. Philocleon
 Oh! what a wretched brute! how entirely he looks the rogue! He thinks to deceive me by keeping his jaws closed. Where is the plaintiff, the dog of Cydathenaea?