SPEUSIPPUS.
Ruined!

CALLIDEMUS.
Ay, by Jupiter! Is such a show as you make to be supported on
nothing? During all the last war, I made not an obol from my
farm; the Peloponnesian locusts came almost as regularly as the
Pleiades;--corn burnt;--olives stripped;--fruit trees cut down;--
wells stopped up;--and, just when peace came, and I hoped that
all would turn out well, you must begin to spend as if you had
all the mines of Thasus at command.

SPEUSIPPUS.
Now, by Neptune, who delights in horses--

CALLIDEMUS.
If Neptune delights in horses, he does not resemble me. You must
ride at the Panathenaea on a horse fit for the great king: four
acres of my best vines went for that folly. You must retrench,
or you will have nothing to eat. Does not Anaxagoras mention,
among his other discoveries, that when a man has nothing to eat
he dies?

SPEUSIPPUS.
You are deceived. My friends--

CALLIDEMUS.
Oh, yes! your friends will notice you, doubtless, when you are
squeezing through the crowd, on a winter's day, to warm yourself