Well and good! When that's done, I will come home. Till then, I am
bound by an oath.
At any rate, lie with me for a little while.
No, no, no! (she hesitates) but just the same I can't say I
don't love you.
You love me? Then why refuse to lie with me, my little girl, my
MYRRHINE (pretending to be shocked)
You must be joking! What, before the child!
CINESIAS (to the slave)
Manes, carry the lad home. There, you see, the child is gone;
there's nothing to hinder us; won't you lie down now?
But, miserable man, where, where?
In the cave of Pan; nothing could be better.