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AEACUS
Seize the dog-stealer, bind him, pinion him,
Drag him to justice
DIONYSUS
Somebody's going to catch it.
XANTHIAS (striking out)
Hands off! away! stand back!
AEACUS
Eh? You're for fighting.
Ho! Ditylas, Sceblyas, and Pardocas,
Come hither, quick; fight me this sturdy knave.
DIONYSUS
Now isn't it a shame the man should strike
And he a thief besides?
AEACUS
A monstrous shame!
DIONYSUS
A regular burning shame!
XANTHIAS
By the Lord Zeus,
If ever I was here before, if ever
I stole one hair's-worth from you, let me die!
And now I'll make you a right noble offer,
Arrest my lad: torture him as you will,
And if you find I'm guilty, take and kill me.
AEACUS
Torture him, how?
XANTHIAS
In any mode you please.
Pile bricks upon him: stuff his nose with acid:
Flay, rack him, hoist him; flog him with a scourge
Of prickly bristles: only not with this,
A soft-leaved onion, or a tender leek.
AEACUS
A fair proposal. If I strike too hard
And maim the boy, I'll make you compensation.
XANTHIAS
I shan't require it. Take him out and flog him.
AEACUS
Nay, but I'll do it here before your eyes.
Now then, put down the traps, and mind you speak
The truth, young fellow.
DIONYSUS (in agony)
Man' don't torture me!
I am a god. You'll blame yourself hereafter
If you touch me.
AEACUS
Hillo! What's that you are saying?
DIONYSUS
I say I'm Bacchus, son of Zeus, a god,
And he's the slave.
AEACUS
You hear him?
XANTHIAS
Hear him? Yes.
All the more reason you should flog him well.
For if he is a god, he won't perceive it.
DIONYSUS
Well, but you say that you're a god yourself.
So why not you be flogged as well as I?
XANTHIAS
A fair proposal. And be this the test,
Whichever of us two you first behold
Flinching or crying out-he's not the god.

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