Strep.
To me, indeed, O comrades, he seems to speak justly; and I think we ought to concede to them what is fitting. For it is proper that we should weep, if we do not act justly. Phid.
Consider still another maxim. Strep.
No; for I shall perish if I do. Phid.
And yet perhaps you will not be vexed at suffering what you now suffer. Strep.
How, pray? For inform me what good you will do me by this. Phid.
I will beat my mother, just as I have you. Strep.
What do you say? What do you say? This other, again, is a greater wickedness.
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