stop them any longer from lusting after the men. They are all for
deserting. The first I caught was slipping out by the postern gate
near the cave of Pan; another was letting herself down by a rope and
pulley; a third was busy preparing her escape; while a fourth, perched
on a bird's back, was just taking wing for Orsilochus' house, when I
seized her by the hair. One and all, they are inventing excuses to
be off home. (Pointing to the gate) Look! there goes one, trying
to get out! Halloa there! whither away so fast?
I want to go home; I have some Milesian wool in the house, which
is getting all eaten up by the worms.
Bah! you and your worms! go back, I say!
I will return immediately, I swear I will by the two goddesses!
I only have just to spread it out on the bed.
You shall not do anything of the kind! I say, you shall not go.
Must I leave my wool to spoil then?