Strep. I like your gods amazingly; and Jupiter, sworn
by, is ridiculous to the knowing ones.

Pas. You will assuredly suffer punishment, some time or
other, for this. But answer and dismiss me, whether you
are going to repay me my money or not.

Strep. Keep quiet now, for I will presently answer you
distinctly.

[Runs into the house.]

Pas. (to his summons-witness). What do you think he will
do?

Witness. I think he will pay you.

[Re-enter Strepsiades with a kneading-trough]

Strep. Where is this man who asks me for his money? Tell
me what is this?

Pas. What is this? A kardopos.

Strep. And do you then ask me for your money, being such
an ignorant person? I would not pay, not even an obolus,
to any one who called the kardope kardopos.

Pas. Then won't you pay me?